I'm dreaming of Vijante and that small ball of mostly green.
Friday, 27 February 2015
Thursday, 26 February 2015
Since my journey in knitting began, I have always carried some knitting with me.
At first, I carried all my knitting in a large beer cooler bag. I still have one that I could use but it is currently storing linen.
After the second of these wore out, I started buying bigger purses and keeping up to 3 projects in my bag at any given time.
For the last many months, I carried a couple of socks and my Viajante. And since I have working so diligently at home on Viajante, and with the last scrappy sock completed (they were a 'in my bag' project) the last few weeks, all I have with me is a single pair of socks.
It does mean that my socks are getting knit on, though, but it isn't very interesting.
I'm going to keep hacking away at it because I really would like these done. I am not really liking them but they will be socks and will get worn. Even I don't look at my feet. It isn't inspiring knitting though.
My bag knitting, my on the road, going places knitting, is a little grim. I think my weekend is going to include some searching for some nice yarn to work on something pretty, something light and springlike and fun, that I can keep in my bag and spruce up my day to day knitting. And I am going to find a much prettier skein of sock yarn for the next pair of socks.
Before I put 3 projects back in the bag, I need to clean out the bag. Cleaning out my purse. The weekend is looking up.??
Wednesday, 25 February 2015
I'm pretty sure that I had something to say, but now that I sit here to write, I got nothin.
It was about perspective and Stephanie Pearl McPhee's post about what was at her feet.
I think where the post takes me isn't fully thought through yet. It might be that I will share it and I might not.
In the meantime, knitting on Viajante continues. I watch that little ball shrink. It shrinks and shrinks.
But it never seems to end. What's up with that?