As I said before, sleeves can seem eternal, and sometimes a person just needs a break. A change of pace. Texturework instead of colorwork. So I dipped into a stash of Plymouth Boku, a yarn I got cheap cheap cheap online somewhere hoping it was the poor woman's Silk Garden. It wasn't. The wool content (95% wool, 5% silk) was horribly scratchy and the yarn would make a miserable sweater, so it sat marinating in the stash. Given the big wool component and the single ply structure, though, it seemed like it would make a good felting yarn, and an excellent substitute in the Greip pattern for a cabled bag in the Elsebeth Lavold #18 Third Viking Knits Collection book. The original yarn is supposed to be Lavold's own Silky Wool (65% wool, 35% silk); the bag is supposed to be slightly felted. Good match, thought I. More wool, more shrinkage, so I'll make it extra big to compensate.
Into the washing machine it went. That's one of the fun things about felting. You never know what you're going to get. And boy, was I surprised with this one. It didn't shrink. Let me say that again. It didn't shrink. Welllll.....OK. It's a bag after all, and size, to some extent, isn't a big deal. But here's what did happen. It got all fuzzy wuzzy like widdle bunny wabbits. You can kind of see in the picture the furry haze (click on photo to enbiggen). And I have a whole bunch of the stuff left. I still don't trust it enough to make a garment out of it, but now I know what I can use to make a couple of dandy gift scarves at holiday time!
Meanwhile Winter Sunset sleeves march on. I'm 2/3 of the way down Sleeve #2.