The clouds have been blowing madly across the sky. It’s wild, and energizing. And cold.
Great Art is never created without disorder, and neither is a Project Spectrum Postcard. It’s on its way to my Pal, in a envelope because I just couldn’t bear to let it take its chances. I had so much fun making it!
The Sunny Day clapotis is coming along nicely. I like having this big thing to work on alongside the socks I am always knitting, and it’s fun to get to the part where I drop a line of stitches. I am still so in love with this yarn that I will be sad when my scarf is finished.
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My fear of having Only One Project seems to keep me from finishing anything too quickly. I’d rather savor each one, and work on it when the mood strikes, than commit myself to finishing one at a time. Funny, this thought never occurred to me before the Knitting Olympics! Those sixteen days of monogamy were pure, sockless torture.
I’ve always started whatever, whenever, fretting only when the Pile of Knitting begins to obstruct my path, or when all my size 7’s are in use, or when nothing I start satisfies me. That’s when a deep breath is in order, and some ruthless frogging, too. I have plenty of big ideas, the yarn to make them happen, and — best of all — no deadlines!
Not Plain Jane 