Casting
I find myself casting around for want of a post. I certainly have things to show you, a pair of trousers for me, a linen dress for Tilly, but they need modelling and a willing camera assistant, both of which allude me for the moment.
There is little to show you by way of knitting, Bloom needs seaming, it will be quick and easy, I have no idea why I haven't done it yet. I feel restless and scatty, I need to settle. The children are back at school and the house is almost clean again but I still feel at odds.
I need a new knitting project to fall in love with, I cast on for yet another Birch but only because I happened to have suitable yarn and could think of nothing else to make at present, I am knitting patiently along the rows each evening but the lace is failing to sooth my busy mind in its normal way.
Perhaps it is the surge of growth outside. The stirrings of leaves and blossoms, perhaps like the plant life my mind is experiencing a rising of sap! I am full of thoughts and ideas, far too many to follow through.
I need to focus and find my steady rhythm once again but in the mean time I am enjoying these blue skies, the appearance of blossom, I am soaking it up while my mind whirls away. How I love this time of year.
I find myself casting around for want of a post. I certainly have things to show you, a pair of trousers for me, a linen dress for Tilly, but they need modelling and a willing camera assistant, both of which allude me for the moment.
There is little to show you by way of knitting, Bloom needs seaming, it will be quick and easy, I have no idea why I haven't done it yet. I feel restless and scatty, I need to settle. The children are back at school and the house is almost clean again but I still feel at odds.
I need a new knitting project to fall in love with, I cast on for yet another Birch but only because I happened to have suitable yarn and could think of nothing else to make at present, I am knitting patiently along the rows each evening but the lace is failing to sooth my busy mind in its normal way.
Perhaps it is the surge of growth outside. The stirrings of leaves and blossoms, perhaps like the plant life my mind is experiencing a rising of sap! I am full of thoughts and ideas, far too many to follow through.
I need to focus and find my steady rhythm once again but in the mean time I am enjoying these blue skies, the appearance of blossom, I am soaking it up while my mind whirls away. How I love this time of year.
Comments
I too am casting about for an appropriate sweater pattern. My books are scattered around the room...
Blessings,
G
i am certain these spring days will awaken your urge to knit!!!!
xx