The compulsion to knit has caught me in it's grasp. It started with hats. Yes, plural because they were quick and easy to make, the whole family got one. Mark even got one with pompoms.
And then I met Kristina, who had a guilty yarn stash secret she wanted to offload. Lucky me!
So I made a table runner (with very wonky edges). I'm still learning okay?
And I think I could become seriously wedded to hand knit socks. Although it may take a while before my drawer is this well stocked.
Hell, I've even applied to join Ravelry, so I must be serious. But I am surprised at myself, because knitting takes a loooong time from idea to finished item and quick projects are more my normal style. And boy is it an expensive pastime.
Particularly when (egged on by Monica) I spend an obscene amount of money on Noro and beautiful needles. That was a fun shopping trip!
But I figure you may as well enjoy the experience. This is destined to be a Klaralund sweater, because I fell in love with Tania's. But it may be a while in coming.
I think knitting is my lesson in enjoying the process rather that focusing only on the end product. Now I've got to go, because my fingers are starting to twitch again.