My felting stash had well and truly grown out of its two little boxes and expanded in dribs and drabs in bags around the place. I've been dreaming of having a lovely glass-front cupboard with all the feltable wool arranged in some kind of colour order. I see myself standing in front of this cupboard and choosing colour combinations for the next project, without first bouncing around the house from box to bag and room to room, looking for a certain green or all the different yellows I can find.
I don't have space for new furniture in this house so this is the next best thing, for now. It's just a cheap plastic underbed zipup storage bag. It now contains all my felting stash, arranged loosely by colour, and still with room for a bit more.
I also did a bit of quick testing of some mystery yarns to see if they would felt. I just cut off a few centimetres, wet it with warm-hot water, add a bit of soap and roll it into a ball in the palm of my hand. You can tell within about a minute (this article says 5-10 min but I really don't think you need that long.)
The three above were sucessful, one was even marked machine washable (Homemaker Lifestyle Venice from K-Mart) but I bought it thinking it looked like it should felt, and I was right. The three below, clearly not successful. Well, it's preferably to knitting a whole item and then find it won't felt: that's bloody frustrating. Ask me how I know.
Okay, that up there wasn't actually ALL my felting stash, there is this lot too (much of it received in bulk from the generous Taphophile, some time ago. I have used some of it, but also love the potential of having it sitting there waiting for me.
I've never gone in for those guilty stash-flashing posts. Partly because I didn't think I had that much and I don't feel bad about it. So it turns out I do have quite a lot but it's exciting, not guilt-inducing. I really do get a lot of mileage out of having a nice big range of colours and textures to choose from. And there's no such thing as a useless odd ball, as long as it is feltable.
I'm a natural stasher from way back. I always have many books around that I haven't read yet, ditto comics, and DVDs. I'll never get bored. I did realise today that I have a bit more yarn than I thought. I do love finding bargains and then dreaming up creative ways to use them, but unfortunately I can imagine a lot more than I can ever actually get done. Oh well, today I did rip out a couple of unpromising projects, and found some missing needles, which is satisfying. And I threw out a LOT of old ball bands; why do I have so much trouble getting rid of them? Weird.