Old Things and New Things

I'd be an idiot to deny I have been restless.  There are not enough hours to knit and yet I can't sit still to sit and knit.  I feel like there are a thousand more things that I meant to knit through winter and didn't.  I feel like there are a hundred new things that I want to begin and yet... I lack focus and am blown wily nilly by every little breeze that comes by.

It is spring and the fresh winds that do this to me.  I am anxious for green.  The pussy willows are out.  The geese have arrived to frozen ponds, and I have heard reports of robins in the city.  Spring is all around me and I can't wait, yet I must.

It is a good time to catch up on the little details that eluded me all winter.  Things like blocking.  Do you have a blocking pile?  I do and I am working my way through it.  Two down.  One biggie to go.

Blocked and finished, my travel project, the Aestlight Shawl.  

The Multnomah Shawl, in the wonder that is Zauberball.  What a marvelous yarn to knit garter stitch with.  Unexpected depths.

There is still one more to block.  This one has been waiting all winter for me to block it.  Today is the day.  I am determined.

There was sock knitting too.  I finished the first of the Earl Grey socks.  Turned out very nice, but the toe?  I knit the toe 3 times.  For some reason, sense abandoned me.  I was incapable of believing what my tape measure said.  7 is not 9 and a half.  Neither is 8.   Sigh.   On to the second sock of the pair.

I should knit on sweaters, but I am just a little sick of them.

I want to knit something fresh, crisp and new.  Something that has no hint of winter. Maybe a shawl.  Maybe a scarf.  Made from an interesting yarn.  With just a hint of a challenge and awakening.