Winding what I think will be the last skeins needed to finish this sweater....a generic top-down sweater pattern that hubby LOVES! I've lost count how many times I've knit this, but I totally 'get it'. When I find that perfect something, I want it in every colour, too. Lucky for me, I get to start the new year off right with a lovely shade of....grey ('sweatshirt' in BT Shelter)! I'm definitely in my happy zone. The body is done, one sleeve is well on its way, so this should be a done-deal real soon. And here it is....day 4 of the New Year, and I have yet to cast on some impulse knit (although there are several waiting in the wings for when the will-power falters.)
The sweater actually could have been off the needles if not for the annual 'I've-got-to-get-organized' frenzy I've been on. The refrigerator is cleaned...the freezer declared a disaster area and left alone (for now); houseplants have been purged from my life, combined and repotted or just repotted (I know it's the wrong time of year to do this, but the temps have been in the 50+ and the plants are as confused as we all are); furniture rearranged....rooms re-accessorized; and kitchen drawers and cabinets given a major Marie-Kondo once over. Today, I'm tackling the knits....getting shawls, mitts, scarves, cowls, sweaters all together in like piles----the socks, bless them, seem to stay together. I've been putting this off. They are stashed E-V-E-r-Y-W-h-E-R-e....but, in my defense, I believe they've been reproducing on their own. Freddy may have helped relocate a few.
If you noticed....there is no book in the photo today. That's because I'm reading Hamilton, and you will be seeing it a whole lot before I'm finished with it. It seems I've been on a revolutionary war era kick lately....finished Thomas Jefferson and the Tripoli Pirates, and waiting in the wings is Washington's Spies, the story of America's first Spy Ring, and Gore Vidal's Burr. I started reading Hamilton because we'll be going to see the play later this year. In doing my 'homework'....I've found myself totally immersed in the story. If 800+ pages doesn't turn you off...I highly recommend this one.
What IS in the above photo is my treasured antique swift with its carved bird decoration and painted grip...
bought in New England years ago. I thought it too delicate to actually USE, but after retying the slats, and finding a short wooden needle to replace the peg, it's been a true workhorse all these years for me; I just wish it would tell me stories about all the yarn it wound before coming into my life.