I went to bed last night with a new project started.
I’m going to bed tonight with my new project frogged. Looking at that last bit of strand unstrung, there was a sense of, free at last!
If I can’t get myself to knit on it all day long, if I have to lecture myself to keep going rather than feeling a sense of joy as I bring something never done before into the world, there’s a reason for it. I’ve learned what I needed to learn from it, I know now what that baby alpaca/silk is supposed to come out looking like, and tomorrow, it will.
New beginnings are wonderful things. I can’t wait!