Monday 27 January 2014

Slieve League, a Knitfield exclusive

To paint one's own yarn is a dream. To paint a Donegal with multiple contrast neps or burrs is a technicolour dream.
To create Slieve League we mixed two base fleece tones of grey and green. The result being a grey flattering on skin tone and Donegal in character.
The neps represented the highlights of a Donegal landscape, the alternating skies, the heather, the rich dark autumn foliage and the strong mosses that grow on Slieve league's rocks.
The result is unique to us in all the world! A classic grey with originality in the fleck tones.

In the beginning ..Nora's wall we call this
 The choice is infinite, so it's all about the edit and a bit like mixing perfume!
It starts with play and a focus on what you're after.

 It's lovely how Slieve League integrates with
 it's birth environment !
 and how it reflects
an Irish sky even on a sky less day! Yes there is a sky behind the yarn in the image.

our first studio ready- to -wear design is underway in Slieve League. It's called the Bricin cardi and named after a saint from the region (c. 590-650). The inspiration came from a locally written poem (below). Bricin also means a small fish in gaelige.
A small and limited edition amount of Slieve League (100% Donegal spun wool) is available to pre-order online at edelmacbride.com

A little about the inspiration........Sliabh Liag (Irish for the grey mountains)
thanks to www.focuspocus.com for this image

Slieve League has been inspiring a local population since the Celts and before with it's majestic cliffs sheltering this Donegal peninula from the wild atlantic. Now a highlight for visitors on the 'Wild Atlantic Way' route, from Donegal to Kerry 


The Donegal heather and fern frame the stark cliffs that at 601 metres (1972 ft) are the highest in europe! Locally the area is know as Bunglas.

Our exclusive yarn colour in 100% spun in Donegal wool was inspired by a visit (or many!) to this Donegal wonder…

Slieve League

Voluptuous Mountain
At the foot of God
Laid out like a Gaelic Queen
In a trousseau of whimsical mist,
Glimpses of ultramarine,
Grated on by gentle sheep.
Snapped at by the sea,
By grappling arms of little farms ensnared,
Slieve League,

Colmcille’s highway
Dropping holy wells,
That lie with doleful eyes,
Hear the footprints of another saint,
Bricín now patronized,
Today as on that ancient scene,
Tomorrow you will ever be,
A noble part of nature’s chart defined
Slieve League.

The poet was inspired by Slieve League and prefers to stay anonymous!
© 2014 Edel MacBride

We hope you join us on the journey of knitting and crocheting a little of our Slieve league wool. Maybe even take a walk on this wild side of Donegal, in your creation!
Edel @knitfield 2014

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