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The email was most nondescript and fearing an open invitation to a virus, I almost didn't double click. But the word Qiviut gave me courage. Then the message announcing me as winner made me suspicious. Me? Winner of nothing ever? Had I entered a contest? In the bustle that is December, I couldn't remember. But it sounded like something I would do - enter a contest to win some Qivuit. What knitter wouldn't? And just how dangerous could an email be with the word Qiviut in the header? How vulnerable could I be by simply giving these folks my post office box number? Those hours of indecision took a nano second. Before you could say Rudolph, they had my address and I eagerly anticipated holding my very own Qiviut.
I am not totally unaware of the glory that is Qiviut. Several year ago, in the Jacques Cartier store in Banff, I drooled, ogled and fondled the yarn until I was sure the staff were ready to call someone. Police, loony bin. I really wanted some of that yarn. But the price tag of $65 for a 25 G ball back when most yarn was priced still in the single digits, gave me pause. Wondering what it might be like to have money. I did buy a Wool/Qiviut blend at half the price.
Thanks to the generous folks at theqiviutblogspot I am now a rich in Qiviut. 66 grams of 100% Qiviut. 50 grams and 470 yards of the most soft, rich brown and 16 grams of off white.
