so much of knitting is about choice. so much choice. sometimes just starting is the hardest. my brain gets analysis paralysis and i could have finished that cardigan already. see that pink milk cardigan in my basket? i started on that last spring, after much deliberation. i picked it up here and there over summer, never really knitting more than a few rows at a time. i just couldn't get into it. then last week with headcold in tow and the perfect downtime to press on, i discovered it was now too small for zahra. there was a brief moment of frustration from both parties, then some quiet jubulation inside as i realised i could abandon the kina cardigan for greener pastures. truth be told i couldn't get into it because i found it a boring knit and i'd been secretly eyeing cricket. what to knit next? qeue a hat for niamh. easy, not much thinking required and a quick knit. i was going to add earflaps and an under chin tie to keep.that.hat.on.her.head. but my swatching was a little out, so no earflaps until next year, cause it will still fit then. it's nice to knit something that fits and you know will be in rotation for a while. moving on. a beau for my belle in ash and cork because i love deep yokes with stripes. a simple knit in worsted. what was i thinking... a boring knit and in five ply. more choice. buttons. we started with fabric but on second thoughts maybe i should pick yellow. or pink. i really like the bakelite green but i only have two. yellow? pink? yellow? pink? ask william. ask zahra. take photos to gain new perspective. argh. it's that analysis paralysis again. they are JUST buttons. what do you think? i went with the predictable pink.
