Burrrski. With all the rain the color has been fading fast from the trees, but it's surely beautiful, and did I mention cold? And I'm gonna admit it.. I tried to hold out but I had to turn the heat on for a minute this morning. Just to thaw my fingers so I could brush my teeth. And I hope you're sitting down because I may actually mention knitting. Yeah, I know! Not much mind you - don't go gettin' all excited, it's just dishcloths, but my little pile is growing. The problem is... exactly what I intended to happen IS happening.... I keep knitting along on the bus (2 days of bus knitting = one dishcloth). I have every intention of building a pile big enough so I can freely offer them to anyone who might want a couple so they can take their pick... so I'm building a colorful little pile just for fun. I like looking at that little stack of colored squares (no circles, they're too hard). I'm waiting till the pile gets big enough for my liking then I'm gonna take a picture to show you so I'll have some proof *grin*.. but the pile keeps shrinking while it's growing. The odd stranger who stops at my house, the lady sitting next to me on the bus, an occasional co-worker. They all have my dishcloths and they ASK for them and I'm thrilled to death... so what am I gonna do... say no, I'm building a pile darn it! So I lose a few and knit like crazy to rebuild that little pile.
Yes, I'm a nut and have lost my mind. I know.