I can’t believe I last posted on March 1. I don’t even know what I’ve been doing with myself.
I fear that March’s sweater was a disaster. I returned it to yarn form tonight. It’s always a little sad and depressing to me to come to the conclusion that what I’m knitting just isn’t going to be what I hoped it would be. It’s a combination of the time, and effort, and seeing something not become what I saw in my mind’s eye.
But I’ll move on. I’m already planning to start two sweaters in April to make up for it.
I’ve been spinning this month. Spinning a lot. There’s more to talk about there, but I’m not quite ready to share yet. For now I’ll just show you something I recently got off the wheel:
And there’s been knitting. But I can’t really talk about that yet either. Oh ok, maybe a little peek:
There’s also been a lot of reading. I’ve recently been using the Kindle app on my phone and enjoying reading a variety of books. So far, in the last month I’ve devoured: The Well of Lost Plots by Jasper Fforde, The Friday Night Knitting Club and Knit Too by Kate Jacobs, Outlander by Diana Gabaldon.
So that’s what I’ve been up to. More in a few days when I can talk more about the secret projects.