Spring stirs things up doesn't it? Maybe it's all the tiny green things nosing up from the cold earth or the longer days. Maybe it's just a hunger for the sunlight and warmth after a winter of staring at a plastic screen? Two days ago I almost bought a sewing machine and, yesterday, I spoke with an advisor about returning to school, which is insane. I even see it in Mr. Nake-id, who just this morning forwarded a link about bathtub refinishing.
Yes, spring affects us all in different ways.
But what about knitting? The equinox doesn't seem to be providing any juice there. Even with lovelies such as this hank of hand-dyed, organic merino newly logged into stash. (The yarn is OM by Cheryl Oberle, a scrumptious worsted.)
Is knitting over?