my home-buying excuse for not knitting is wearing thin. I'm all moved in, the house is functional and the yarn's been stashed. it was high time that I start up again. and, yes, I was even dreaming about it.
I was antsy to buy a new book for inspiration (Teva Durham or Debbie New?), but I forced myself to consult one I already owned. I hadn't spent much time with it, so I decided to crack open Anna Zilboorg's Knitting for Anarachists.
I wasn't ready to start swatching out new designs, so I decided start sleeve2 of my aran sweater. there's so much to be learned from the classics. besides, inspiration always comes quickly when bored by tedium.