Flashin' my stash.

Hey! It's Flash Your Stash Weekend! I didn't have time to pose my stuff, so you see it in its natural state. My stash has several layers--just like an archealogical dig, the deeper you go, the older it is.This is the newest yarn, aquired on our last trip to the Big City. It is still sitting in the van organizer in my front entranceway. You see some cotton/viscose/silk for a summery sweater, a bunch of chunky acrylic blend for some kids sweaters and some Patons Kroy socks for well, socks. There are a couple of balls of bamboo in there too--to add to its friends in another layer.
The second layer of stash lives beside the couch in a basket. It contains all WIPs. You see a bamboo Clapotis, a sweater in Paton's Shetland Chunky I have been picking(throwing) at for at least a year, a purple boucle baby sweater for a friend and a cotton dishcloth thisclose to being finished. In the tall box is some wool hubby bought me that doesn't know what it wants to be yet, but it is happy hanging there with a loooooong swatch. Anybody know what to do with thick/thin yarn??? Really. I need some ideas here.This stash lives in the top drawer of the entertainment unit. What did you think I would put there? DVDs? There is more bamboo, some Knitpicks Wool of the Andes for a dog sweater and more yarn for The Sweater That Will Never Be Finished (see WIP basket) The back of said sweater lives here too.The final layer of stash lives in the basement. Hence, the bad picture--the lighting is terrible and the flash didn't know what to do. The drawers contain, from bottom to top: An acrylic monstrosoty that needs to be frogged and turned into an afgan, some green wool harvested from a sweater that my MIL gave me because it was wayyyy too big on her, leftover Sirdar Snuggly Snowflake from a baby ponch and assorted eyelash crap, cotton for dishcloths and on top in the bag is inherited stash from my late Grandma--a Mary Maxim Christmas stocking kit and some cool sock yarn. The blue box has randon bits of this and that, mostly from Grandma. There is a bag of rough brown handspun wool that doesn't know what it wants to be, a bunch of baby weight acrylic, and leftovers from projects.
This picture is for the Mommy bloggers who read me--Emmett got some new kitchen toys this weekend.