Yarn Porn

I had a yarn porn dream this weekend. If you're wondering what that is, I'll tell you.

In my case, this was a dream where I was cleaning out my grandmother's house. As I was cleaning out this house (that didn't look anything like a house she ever owned) I found boxes and boxes of yarn. Each box I opened had new wonders of Noro and Malabrigo and silks and laceweights. It was an amazing display of color. In the dream I thought about all the wonderful things I could make with this beautiful yarn.

Then I woke up. Disappointed. And alone. With no yarn.

That my friends is yarn porn.