September 12, 2013
I was furrowing my brow, worrying over some tricky wording in the instructions for the Whitman hat, when I got a pleasant surprise in my inbox. Rachel the Oracle of Verdant Gryphon pm-ed me on Ravelry to inquire about using some photos from my Great Divide Shawl. She was so inspired by my Bugga! combination of Praying Mantis and Atala Butterfly she decided to make it the feature of next week’s shop update. She’s offering $5.00 off when you buy both Atala Butterfly and Praying Mantis on Bugga! Visit the Verdant Gryphon Blog to read all about the update and drool (then impulse buy) this gorgeous yarn. Verdant Gryphon is my favorite hand-dyer, I am so psyched to get a shout-out from them!
This project was inspired by Act II, Scene 7 of Shakespeare’s As You Like It
for a Nerd Wars challenge. (Yep,
Nerd Wars. That’s how I roll . . . )
A fool, a fool! I met a fool i’ th’ forest,
A motley fool. A miserable world!
As I do live by food, I met a fool,
Who laid him down and bask’d him in the sun,
And rail’d on Lady Fortune in good terms,
In good set terms- and yet a motley fool.
‘Good morrow, fool,’ quoth I; ‘No, sir,’ quoth he,
‘Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune.’
And then he drew a dial from his poke,
And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye,
Says very wisely, ‘It is ten o’clock;
Thus we may see,’ quoth he, ‘how the world wags;
‘Tis but an hour ago since it was nine;
And after one hour more ‘twill be eleven;
And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe,
And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot;
And thereby hangs a tale.’ When I did hear
The motley fool thus moral on the time,
My lungs began to crow like chanticleer
That fools should be so deep contemplative;
And I did laugh sans intermission
An hour by his dial. O noble fool!
A worthy fool! Motley’s the only wear.