"No Pleasure Endures Unseasoned by Variety"*
It's the monogamy that's getting to me, isn't it? I've slipped into this after a large project before, haven't I, that combination of habit and let-down? I'm so used to focusing on one thing, working to the goal. Then it's done. I've pulled it off. All of a sudden I think I don't feel any interest, when it's really just a matter of taking on some small, interesting project or two until I decide on the next big one - in the immediate future, presumably whatever I decide on for the latest Dream in Color acquisition.
I'd like to tell you this bit of self-knowledge came from deep and meaningful introspection. That it marks recognition and growth on my knitting Pilgrim's Progress. That I have weathered the Slough of Despond, gone through the Wicket Gate, climbed Hill Difficulty and, if not entered into the Celestial City itself, at least managed to reach House Beautiful.
Nope. I figured it out while shopping. All of a sudden I realized I was lusting after Tudora from Knitty (I linked over to the designer's blog. I like her, too) and the Fingerless Rovaniemi Mittens from the newest Piecework.
Also the Composed Mitts featured in the Fall 2007 issue of Interweave Knitting.
Nope. I figured it out while shopping. All of a sudden I realized I was lusting after Tudora from Knitty (I linked over to the designer's blog. I like her, too) and the Fingerless Rovaniemi Mittens from the newest Piecework.
Also the Composed Mitts featured in the Fall 2007 issue of Interweave Knitting.
There may have been a few side trips over to Fetching and some flirting with the Teva Durham's Leaf Cravat from Interweave Knits Winter 2002/2003. Possibly a little dallying with the Victoria Fingerless Mittens from Louisa Harding's Knitting Little Luxuries.
Any or all of these could probably be knit from yarn I have stashed. Note the implicit conditional of "could." Did I mention I have, not one, but two, (two!) gift certificates from Knitche?
Note further that none of my fragile and fickle attention landed on the Endpaper Mitts. Better yet, don't.
Note further that none of my fragile and fickle attention landed on the Endpaper Mitts. Better yet, don't.
Yeah, yeah. I know I know. Another quote. How feeble. This one from Pubilius Syrus.
1 comment:
The Rovaniemi mittens are my next BIG project. Not only do I have to finish my Bog Jacket, I need to clear the tax papers off the dining room table so I can line up the yarn. Oooh -
If only I didn't walk to work; I would have worked on my knitting list instead of baking bread (the best way to deal with being snowed-in).
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