Don't you love it when you forget about something nice coming in the mail and it surprises you even though you should know better?
Or am I the only ditz that does that?
In any event, some time ago I won the "Name This Bag" contest at Green Mountain Knitting Bags (I named this bag). Because I'm fickle and couldn't make up my mind with all the gorgeous things she had to offer, I was very wishy washy and a lousy customer to deal with, I'm sure, because of my non-committal-ness (it's a word... now). But then I was browsing again last week and saw a gorgeous bag with a goldy-greeny fabric on the outside with blue cornflowers and johnny-jump-ups (which I love, because who couldn't with a name like that - and I was just suggesting them to SueWoo, thank you, Irony.) So I spoke to Martha, who is a doll, and she very pleasantly agreed to stop my whining about indecision and send me that bag instead, along with an accessory case.
(why yes, I have been accused of having a gift for run-on sentences, why?)
Today it arrived!
Isn't it gorgeous?
Beautifully made, too.
While it wasn't my intent, it hangs quite nicely on Delphine, for holding fiber while spinning (thereby possibly preventing future occurances of this) and still allowing searching by bomb dogs. (Bomb dogs get second shot at sniffing or bomb cats slap them, so Trevor had already performed his searches, with a brief attempt at seizure of the shiny magnet closure inside.) I'll have to play around a little to see where it can hang from the wheel while I'm spinning with the least amount of disruption, but for now I'm still just swooning at its beauty.