Sanskrit.

I'd just like to note that I do not need this yarn. That fact does not, however, prevent me from lusting after it.

I quote:

The story of this amazing yarn is thus: Traditionally, Indian women wear a simple but elegant garment called a Sari, most often made from finely woven silk. These days most sari fabrics are made on very high tech machines. In the process of setting up warps (the lengthwise fibers) on these machines, a yard or so of fiber wraps around the end rollers and cannot be incorporated into the woven structure. This yarn, though new pure beautifully dyed silk, is discarded as scrap.

Fortunately, that is not the end of the story. Our enterprising handspinner friends in Nepal tranform these precious strands into boldly artistic yarns like those shown here. We were so taken by this idea that we commissioned a special production run, with fibers carefully hand selected for quality.

I have promised myself that when I am done losing weight, I will knit little bitty sweaters for me - you know, to go with the new little bitty body. I have yarn that I've been stockpiling for years that will go to this purpose.

Must…not…add…to…yarn…stash…Jeff…will…kill…me…