Yarn, Glorious Yarn!

Guess what I found on my favorite chair this morning? Four skeins of yarn, glorious yarn, hand-dyed by my daughter Angie. She bought a one pound cone of machine washable Blue Face Leicester at our local LYS which is going out of business (again and a saga in itself) and did her magic. The photo does not do justice to the dye job, but it's the best I could get. The colors are darker and richer than the photo shows. So here's the unveiling of Angie's newest project:

What a talented daughter I've got. Does that mean I need to knit a pair of socks?

"Knit On!"