It was one of those weekends. Where the beauty was all around and the skiing was fantastic. Where fires where made as well as hot cocoa. Where the knitting needles clanked in the morning over coffee and in the evening over wine. And now, I am ready for it all to go away. For the snow to melt and the flowers to bloom. I would be happy to put the skis away until next year. Yep, I'm ready for spring.
At the beginning of February, I made a mental list of projects I wanted to complete. Mostly knitting for others. However, on that list was my kusha kusha habu scarf that I started last february. I told myself that I was not going to let myself cast on for anything, for myself, until that was finished. And then I really thought about it. And I decided that I really didn't want to work on that project. Why knit on something you don't want to? Life is way to short. And there are SO many things I want to make.