Don't mistake my recent lack of talking about knitting for a lack of knitting activity. Oh no. There's been a whole bunch of that. It's just that they've all - in mostly dramatic and comical ways - landed themselves firmly in this basket, my current Basket of Duds:
In here, we have no less than: one diaper cover, one shawl, one dress for Ada, one sweater for Harper, one vest for Ezra, and one oh-so-nearly-finished (I even bought the buttons) sweater for Mama. Every single one of them? Duds! Somehow - some way - each and every project has gone awry until this basket was full and my working basket was all but empty. I mean, they're not total failures. The beautiful yarns (it's not their fault) will be resurrected and given another go, and made into something else eventually. (We just need a little time and space from each other first.)
I have this theory - that I don't really want to believe - that my brain can only handle knitting or sewing at one time. Not both. Just one. But like I said, I'm not accepting that theory just yet (despite the basket full of evidence). Six duds in a row? Oh, I'm not giving up that easily. Nope, I'm a persistant crafter, I am.
So there's nothing to be done but keep on keeping on. And surround oneself in inspiration. What better form of inspiration exists than a browse through the rows of fiber to be found at Halcyon Yarns? Ah, yes.
Yes, yes, yes.
Some Mother's Day wandering, some fiber-fondling, and a few beautiful skeins of Malabrigo silky merino later, I've got myself a fresh start. Another shawl - this one a bit bigger than the other one I love so very much. With yarn in the color of the sea - for good luck.
I have a good feeling about this one, I really do. (Besides, it has to work out - the Dud Basket is too full to accept another...)