I got onto a crafting binge this weekend. Yes, I’m still a frantically reading and writing grad student. And no, in my final semester I probably have less “time” than ever for crafting. But I needed craft therapy. I created some gorgeously outlandish spring floral necklaces. I finally reupholstered a rocking chair cushion that had been in desperate need of love from someone other than the cats for many years now.
But I still wasn’t knitting.
Today, on the bus ride home, with unusual determination I decided to reconnect with one of two lingering gift projects that have been my sole knitting for several months now. I knit that sock happily all the way home. I was so excited that I ran out and took pictures to show the world (and myself) that yes, I still knit.
Sock for Dad
And then just as I was taking this picture, that needle that wasn’t in stitches and was decoratively set to one side rolled off the railing and into the pine needles below. A needle lost in the needle pile…
Will this be the end of my renewed knitting ambitions? Will I ever finish these September belated presents? Will I manage to knit a stitch or post anything until after finals are done? Only time will tell.
I do feel certain that this will be a good summer for projects.
Until next time… Keep those needles clicking…
Unravelling Argyle 