I juggle the balance of post more often/shorter, post less often/longer. Then time reaches out of my grasp.
Knitting mojo came back when I desultorily cast on for And So Are You. The stash seems to be following the rule of LIFO (last in first out). The yarn is Tavikki colorway, Caper sock MCN from String Theory. Pattern-driven purchasing has been successful in the Etherknitter Stash.
I chose the colorway for the pattern after seeing Kim's and Judy's at SPA. Those two knitters are so accomplished, they probably even look stylish while sleeping. At first, as I went through the beginning shorter rows of the pattern, the pooling was disturbing. Often guilty of premature closure in knitting (leaping to conclusions with inadequate or premature data on which to base a decision), I overrode the frog impulse. The longer rows smoothed out the pools, and the colorway variations do not ruin the texture.
I am close to the end of the body. Every fourth row is a fidgety pattern row. (Those p3togs are always interesting to a tight knitter.) Counting, there are seven fidget pattern rows left. I wanted to get them all done at once. Clearly, that won't work in pattern, they come when they come, and cannot be rushed by the impatient knitter.
Life runs that way, also. I wish I could hurry up parts, to get to other parts. Or to get the unfun parts out of the way. Of course, I know it doesn't work like that. *deep breath* We just have to get through whatever - the pattern row, the bump in the road, the scritchy part of life.
The metaphor goes on. Some patterns produce good results. Patterns let you execute the "do over" much easier than life allows. The fiber pursuits are good that way. Patterns are finished with quiet persistence, hard work, puzzlement at times, figuring things out.
Yeah, that is also how a good life is lived.
Spinning. Opulence merino65%/silk 35% top, for two ply heavier laceweight. The general plan was shawl or scarf. I think I am done with merino for awhile. Slow, fiddly, the experience is not quite the relaxing time I want right now. How does four ounces suddenly look so looming? The six pounds in 2012 is WAY behind for many reasons, and that is one of them. The Magnus wheel is now set up with some Spunky Eclectic BFL. SPA sweaters gave me the idea of knitting a simple pullover in all the variations of BFL I have spun. Back burner, that one, but at least on a visible burner.
We had lunch in the Park City yurt last month. Rudimentary choices, quirky decor, but we could not say no to ski-in-ski-out. This is their tissue holder.
