Even with knitting. The weekend saw me working on Sweet Things little Tutu. I have bought and own only 1 ball of ruffle yarn. I have tried to knit with it. It won. I did not. Defeated. By a pink and blue and white ruffle. I am going to try something else today, a change of strategies, so to speak, and technique to accommodate the nature of this project. I mean to win with this yarn yet.
It is a great day for knitting wool, so I am going to see if I can't finish all the knitting on the Icelandic Overblouse. It would be a great day to wear one.
Yes indeed, yarn therapy is good, but so is simple time to knit. I ought to be out mowing lawns and weeding gardens and getting the last few trees planted. The heavens have gifted me with yet another wet dreary day. The farm shall be checked a little later, just in case work could be done there, but here at home, the only thing I am doing is hunkering down...
With wool. Lots and lots of wool. 3 layers and counting.