You know, one of the advantages (disadvantages?) of living the freelance life is having a lot of time on your hands at given moments. Last night I stayed up till 2 a.m. just going through the knitting blogs in the Knitting Bloggers ring. And I didn’t even cover half of them. And damn if there aren’t a whole lot of really talented people out there. I’m inspired, yet I need to stop reading about knitting and actually knit some more.

Tuesday didn’t get busy till late afternoon so I managed to put quite a dent in the front of Araballa and I am almost up the armhole shaping. Does anyone else get a strange satisfaction from ending a ball of yarn and attaching a new one? I don’t know if it’s the feeling of actually getting somewhere, or just the fact that I just love touching new balls of yarn. Freak, I am. Anyway, I’ll be happy to move onto something else but using the 4 ply cotton for so many months lately has really made me fall in love with it. It might just be the perfect cotton yarn, soft without being mushy, hold it’s shape very well, and well, I like those small needles. A recent project on size 13s felt like I was knitting with drumsticks.

It’s a rainy day here, perfect for some TV and some more Arabella.

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