I just got the most beautiful hand-dyed wool from Flying Fingers Yarn; it's called "Sierra" and is in these long skeins of various colors. This set is in autumnal shades. I can't wait to start making a sweater out of it, although that means that I need to finish L's endless intarsia sweater (green stars on a blue background) that I think will take me the rest of my life.
I don't think about knitting all the time. Sometimes I think about my work. Sometimes I think about canning. Sometimes I think about the sublime K and the delicious G and L. And sometimes I think about the fact that the world is going to hell in a handbasket. But a significant portion of the rest of my brain is indeed occupied with knitting.
Of course, that will all change when the CSA starts up and canning season begins. I've already planned at least 3 pick-your-own outings (cherries [sweet and sour], strawberries, blueberries). Are these obsessions healthy?
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