(aparently) Continuing in last week's series of sad pictures, I give you a sweater back with a little problem:
What's wrong with this picture?
I started this project because I had nothing to knit in mindless stockinette, so I had nothing to knit while playing online. A little digging in the stash brought out yarn I'd forgotten I had (cough cough) and I again fell in love with the gorgeous tone on tone teal color which is clearly why I bought this yarn in the first place.
The yarn is Shelridge Farms worsted weight 100% wool that I bought at Stitches, um, maybe 4 years ago? I don't even remember. The yarn is gorgeous, especially the subtle shading of the mostly solid color. The picture above is pretty true, the color is a perfect non-cheesy shade of teal, what my mother might call "petroleum." It isn't the softest stuff ever, but it's plenty soft enough to wear next to the skin IMHO, and I can forgive almost anything (except mohair. or cotton.) as long as the color speaks to me.
Which brings us back to the picture above. Isn't it a bit ironic that a yarn I love simply for its gorgeously imperfect color goes and drastically changes on me when I added the new skein? I swear they are the same dye lot, I knew even 4 years ago to check dye lot when buying something, especially if you're buying at a show and might never see the yarn/vendor again! I checked when I bought it, and I just double checked now. They're the same.
In the ball they looked identical so it didn't even occur to me to do a 2-row jog. And since this is stockinette, I joined the ball and haven't looked down much for the last 2" . . . until I'd done the last increase row and laid it out to measure, I didn't notice the difference.
I don't have the energy to rip it out right now and start over. That will have to wait for the clear, harsh light of morning, when no doubt the difference between the balls will be even more noticeable.
(PS - is it a little weird that after freaking out, my next thought was "at least it's good for the blog"?)