Saturday, January 10, 2009

So ...

I earned $50 for a single poem in a magazine.

Couldn't think of a THING to spend it on.



That's Noro Blossom and Rowan something. I knit about a foot of a Noro Blossom scarf in mistake rib (I love that stitch - here! do it wrong! on purpose!) before realizing it was wider than the vision in my brain and all the denial in the world wouldn't make it narrower, like I wanted it to be, so I frogged it. Now have about two inches. Still love it.

5 comments:

jbondsgirl said...

Beauteous! Oh yarn...so addictive. It's like cocaine for the fingers, really. And socially acceptable!

xo
Flicka

Kay Day said...

what? You make no sense when you talk these days.

But pretty yarn! I love yarn and fabric, but don't like actually doing things with it. Except, I do know how to make dolls out of yarn!

Kassi said...

Last time I tried to knit anything was a pair of bootees ... have one complete, and the "baby" has just turned three!!

What's frogging? Sounds painful ...

Slow'n'Steady said...

That is the most beautiful picture. And not because of the yarn.

Slow'n'Steady said...

Oh, and btw, congratulations on the poem sale. Which one?