It looks kind of kooky

Today I discovered that while I THOUGHT I could knit 3 dishcloths from one ball of Knit Picks Dishie, my reality was that I can knit ALMOST 3 dishcloths from one ball of Dishie.  As I inched closer to the end of my ball and closer to that realization, I mentally shrugged, decided it was just going to be used for washing dishes, and finished in another colour.  My 7 year old niece kept coming by to check on my progress declared at one point that it looked “kind of kooky”.







Indeed it does.  I remembered my grandmother making similar “kooky” dishcloths with her leftover yarn with little rhyme or reason to the colour choices.  (This could also be related to her eyesight issues; my brother has a blue sweater with a purple arm which she thought was the same colour). As this was before I started knitting, I couldn’t imagine why you would do something like that; they were just scraps of yarn. (My teenage snobby-ism may have been at play as well.)  They were distributed to family members only.  I thnk there’s one at my office she gave me before she died.

Now, I get it.  Whether it’s my hoarding tendency or a knitter thing, I save my scraps of yarn. I have great intentions of doing scrappy dishcloths (planned with thought, not by accident on the beach). I have the requisite sock yarn blanket started and I’ve done a number of worsted scrappy-striped hats. 

Today’s dishcloth though felt more like a right of passage; a link to my grandmother as she knit up her scraps of yarn.

I’m wondering if you save yarn scraps and what you do with them?