Autumn has always been my favorite time to go camping. There's something about waking up to chilly air, stepping outside with a warm cup of tea, and watching the morning sunlight slowly find its way through the trees. The days can still be surprisingly warm, but the mornings and evenings remind you that the seasons are changing.
And then there's the color.
The brilliant oranges, deep reds, warm golds, and earthy browns of autumn are hard to ignore. Even the sunlight seems different this time of year. It catches the leaves and makes everything glow for a little while before the day settles in.
But what I love most about autumn camping isn't just the color. It's the quiet.
There's a feeling that comes with this time of year, when the landscape is still full of life but beginning to slow down. The trees are putting on their last spectacular show, the mornings are cooler, and everything seems to be preparing for what comes next. I find that comforting. Nature isn't rushing to finish anything. It's simply moving into another season.
When I started thinking about an autumn colorway, I kept coming back to those mornings. Not necessarily the campfire itself, although there's certainly a little warmth from the fire in the colors, but the whole experience of waking up outdoors in October. The cool air, the first sunlight, the leaves underfoot, and the promise of a beautiful day ahead.
That's where Campfire Morning began.
I wanted the yarn to carry some of that warmth and contrast. The greens of the woods, the earthy browns of the forest floor, and the brilliant reds and oranges of autumn leaves catching the morning sunlight. Something that feels a little like sitting beside the last glowing embers while the sun begins to warm the campsite.
Of course, translating a memory into yarn isn't an exact science. I can start with a feeling and a handful of colors, but the dye has its own ideas about how everything will come together. Sometimes the result surprises me, and sometimes it feels remarkably close to what I imagined.
Campfire Morning reminds me of those early hours when there's nowhere else I need to be. Just a warm drink, the changing leaves, and the pleasure of watching the world wake up.
And perhaps that's why I love creating colorways inspired by places and memories. I'm not trying to reproduce a landscape exactly. I'm trying to capture a little of what it feels like to be there.
Every hue has a tale. This one begins on a chilly autumn morning, somewhere among the trees.
Stay Wooly,
Erin Robinson