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Yesterday I had a 3 hour sojourn at a track meet. As it was run in a rather plodding manner (not the runners, the organizers), and my running child only in a few events, there was a whole lotta knitting time. And fun knitting time it was, too. I worked exclusively on this: It's my Shetland shawl, whose design I worked out last summer (truly. Last summer) and which languished unattended until now. No need to rehash my slump nor my constrained time the last several months. What was joyful was to pick it up and re-discover how much I love to work on it. Last evening I found myself occasionally stretching it out to be sure I like it as much as I think. This is something I do a lot with lace. It is so totally transformed by blocking, it feels like a completely different sort of thing altogether while one is knitting it. So here it is: This is the center (or part of it anyway, it would fall off the needle if I stretched the whole thing out). After the center square is finished,

Yes, I have been not only a sorry excuse for a knitter, but a really sorry excuse for a blogger! I try to avoid discussing personal issues on this blog, though I must say I made an exception last fall for the Septic Installation Insanity from Hades . However, I think I cannot begin to explain the last 3 months so I won't try. I am not even sure, now, that I am totally "back," but am hoping so. Perhaps you remember this project: ...which was gumming up the Knitting Works. Well, not really, I was the one gumming things up, but whatever-- finishing this project became an act of teeth gritting. Crazy, really, because the Malabrigo has such a glorious hand, and I was making it for a precious son-- who was longing for it. You would think it a delightful knit, right? But between the dull color (which I gotta tell you looks fabulous on my son) and the annoying way the yarn behaved on the little bit of front cabling, I was perennially irked with it. The yarn is a single, only v