Heavens to betsey, its going so slowly.
I don't know about anybody else, but spring is aptly named. I just feel like bursting out and doing something, anything, different and clean and new. I want flowers, I want sun, and I want fresh clean air and bird sounds, and rain. I'm awfully tired of these dirty piles of snow.
Way back in the deep archives of yarn, I have some of this, which I pair with the brightest, hottest pink out there. Like the pink on the very right side. Its blinding, and stunning and I love it.
I want to knit with it, just because it is spring.
The only way it would be more spring like is if I knit some green, brilliant bright strong clear limey green.
Now wouldn't that just knock my Sweet Things ears off?