Shakespeare really knew what he was talking about.
I feel a little
bit like I’m cheating on knitting. It is my first love after all. But I feel
the pull, the siren’s call, if you will, of the spindle. It’s new, exciting,
primitive even. But knitting and I, we’ve been trying to work on it. Keep
things fresh. I started my first lace work- a cute triangle shawl that I’m
working up in some lovely 100% linen. That worked, for a while. But now it’s
languishing on the needles, neglected. I figured maybe knitting and I should
just take a break, just for a while, just to explore, have some new
experiences. It would be good for both of us.
So, I put down
the needles and picked up the spindle. And here’s what happened:
I finally had
the guts to bust into this beauteous BFL top. I’m quite pleased with it and I love how the obligatory glamour shots came out. It’s about 3
ounces and 92 yards. I was a little disappointed I didn’t get more yardage out
of it. But, ah well, that’s the way these things go. In the immortal words of
Echo and the Bunnymen, and about a million other bands, singers, and writers,
“nothing ever lasts forever.” And now I’m plumb out of any spinable fiber and
feeling a little lost.
So, maybe I’ll
give knitting another go. We can try to get to know each other again. Get back
to basics. Maybe knit up a nice and easy dishcloth. We’ll see how it goes.
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