I seem to recall that it was around this time last year that I was clinging to shades of blue and green. I remember I bought a skein of Socks That Rock from Lettuce Knit in those shades, and just sort of carried it around in my bag for a week, in case I needed to look at it. (If this is wrong, then I don’t ever want to be right).
There is something about the gradual process of March and digging one’s self out of the winter slog that flicks a sort of teal-shaded switch in my brain. I don’t think there is a better testament to the value of knitting than March. Around here there is the promise of spring down the road, the promise of growing things yet to come, but half-melted piles of snow are still lingering in shady corners and the grass is still matted and damp and trying to remember that it can grow, so if you want colour you had better get the knitting on it.
If there is a downside to Dream in Color yarn, I don’t want to know about it. The colours are gorgeous and the yardage goes for days and I can’t tell you how refreshing it is to know that I’m knitting a sweater that I won’t have to wait a day to let air-dry before I can wear it after washing.
Round about early February I was browsing on Robyn’s store and looking at her sales and something snapped. I grabbed up 5 skeins of Classy in Blue Lagoon (and okay fine 3 in Midnight Derby, shut up it’ll make a great fall vest), and it has been sitting there for a month waiting ever so patiently. It has been waiting, as it turns out, to be turned into the Climbing Vines Pullover. I’ve only been knitting this since Saturday but I’m almost done both sleeves and plan to start in on the body tonight. March will see a finished sweater if I have anything to say about it. The dark purple Mission Falls will have to wait a bit longer to be assembled into Bonnie, but I think it’s okay with that. Dark purple yarn is friendly that way.
And now if you’ll excuse me, I have to arrange my Dream in Color in a place where I can see it from my desk. You understand about that, right?
Happy Moan-day. Keep the knitting close by!