Bunnies

Shopping for fabric at The Family Thrift Store in Corpus Christi yesterday…

I was digging through the piles of odd stuff.  Black glitter felt.  Baby zoo animal flannel.  Orange polyester.  Eight yards of green mosquito net.  Four quilt tops.  A hundred baby blankets. 

Partner hands me a bag.  It’s a bunch of little balls of white yarn.  Each ball in a little plastic bag, all the bags in a bigger bag.  No tags evident.  The bag is stapled shut, and yes, I know, people open and/or poke holes in those bags all the time, but I don’t like to do that.  It seems tacky.  The price on the bag is $2.92US.  Some of the white yarn is discolored in places.  I think I’d have to wash it.  I almost put it back, but in an impulse I take it.  Along with the four yards of red tulle, the green mosquito net, and several different bags of jammie flannel.  

When I bust open the bag of yarn at home, I find that every wee ball is tagged.  ACA Supreme 100% Pure Angora, Made in France.  Huh.  I say.  Thinking this is pretty rich.  

Twenty-seven, ten gram (or 1/3 ounce) balls of white Angora that is so fluffy and soft.  So incredibly soft.  At some point in the life of this yarn, it was marked at $1/ball.  So my $2.92 was a steal.  Only it was even more of a steal than I initially thought because I see ten gram balls of angora yarn on the internet priced at anywhere from five to seven dollars.  Per.  Ball.

I bought $150 worth of yarn for three bucks.  Knock me over with a feather.  

Whuddya think I should make with it?

About 800 yards of worsted weight angora.  Not enough for a sweater, I don’t think.  

Hat?  Scarf?  Pidge?  Fuzzy bunny from Knitty Gritty?