High Knitting Season

Untitled, a photo by littlekidd on Flickr.

It's April in Northwest Wyoming. This is a time when most folks around the US see daffodils and tulips poking up out of new green grass. We are greeted each morning by a dusting of snow on the back deck. Yesterday we attended a spring festival -- complete with a Maypole -- in a blizzard.

The next six weeks or so will be more dreary than not around here. We live in a place where we all play outside in the dead of winter and the dead of summer. But in between we have our "shoulder" seasons. Most people go crazy during the muddy, cold, gray fall and spring. I rejoice. It is my time to knit.

For the past six months I have been knitting for everybody else. Samples, holiday gifts, lessons, you name it. Today I am knitting for me.

I bought enough of this Silky Wool last year to make a sweater, and just rediscovered it in my stash. It makes me think of the color I would like the sky to be. While the sky is the color of dirty dishwater, I will have this beautiful sweater-in-progress to ogle.

All that said, the best therapy for the gray-sky blues around here is getting outta dodge. I'm taking this cheery blue yarn with me this weekend on a girls trip to sunny LA. The pattern is a little tricky for KUI (Knitting Under the Influence), but luckily there's no crime in trying. And if the challenge proves insurmountable, there appears to be a darling little knit shop just a mile from the hotel.