It’s true. Some yarns are so soft and luscious and have such a beautiful colour and feel and haze, you just want to devour them. Like this one:
It’s a handspun, hand dyed mohair that was hand carried back from South Africa by a dear friend and is in the process of becoming a Seascape Stole so it can go right back to her on Christmas day. (Ravelry link here)
If I don’t eat it first, that is.