I'm writing this morning fresh from a magical weekend at the mill. While we're just starting to feel teasing hints of spring in NYC, the past few days were such a wonderful reminder of the reasons I love Winter.  Journeying to Harrisville, which has recently been blanketed with several layers of snow, was like being transported to an ethereal winter fantasy land. I didn't think the place could get any more beautiful... but then again, they continue to surprise me up there.

The trip coincided with the long-awaited conclusion of a large production run of Shelter. So the best news of the week is that, after some rather turbulent months of being in a supply and demand tail-chase, our warehouse stock is now fully loaded!  If you've had trouble in the past weeks getting your hands on a specific color, they've finally all arrived, so have at it!

Being at the spinning mill is always a bit intoxicating. An overabundance of wool is always dizzying, but in a tweedy riot of colors, it really borders on sensory overload!

Having allowed myself some extra time for photography on this visit, I finally got the chance to do something I've been scheming since the very beginning: an official photo essay of the yarn-making process, from dyed wool to finished yarn.

In celebration of our freshly completed production run, I've decided to do a special multi-part blog series this week on what happens behind the scenes at the mill.  Seeing yarn being made is such a magical and educational experience. It's a process I think needs to be shared, as best as possible, and since we can't all meet there for a walk through the mill together, I'm hoping to bring you the next best thing. This week I'll take you on a virtual tour-in-photographs of the rich processes that go on every day in a bona fide American woolen mill.

So buckle up, the ride begins tomorrow morning.

 

39 comments

  • Cant wait to journey with you. Always love your photography. Thank you for sharing with us.

    Miriam on

  • About a hundred years ago, before going to art school, I was a student at Hampshire College. Though I am now almost exclusively a knitter, it was at Hampshire that I learned to spin and dye and free-form crochet and fall in love wool. A group of us spent a spring day at Harrisville touring the mill. It was a magical time. Thank you for the photo essay (and for Shelter and your patterns). It brings back a wonderful memory and I am inspired by how it has not changed. I know it’s not yarn per se, but if you ever get a chance to go through the mill at Scalamandre—GO! I am now a conservator and went as part of grad school. It is a complementary experience to that of Harrisville and I know you will love it.

    Wendy on

  • i grew up not far from the mill, hadn’t known they were working with you on your project! How fun! Will have to head there if i make it home this summer!

    turtle on

  • Thank you, thank you, thank you! I’ve been hoping for something like this…
    One more sleep!

    Tamara on

  • Love the yarns! So gorgeous! :D

    Patricia on

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