All is Forgiven

After frogging part of the sleeve Tuesday, I sat down Wednesday and finished it for good. I even blocked it (I know you're proud). It's lovely, beautiful, yummy, and I love it. Problems? What problems. I love knitting sleeves. This morning I cast on another one.

This pattern is an interesting level of difficulty. It's not so easy (like stockinette) that I can completely zone out, but not so detailed (like lace) that I have to pay close attention. There are alternating strips of stockinette and garter with an interesting carried / picked up stitch. The right side is easy enough, but the wrong side lacks the usual visual or tactile clues about when to change from knit to purl. It makes for an exercise in mindfulness: can I pay just enough attention to get it right across the entire row? Sometimes yes, usually no. This brought to mind a book that interests me but I haven't gotten around to reading. Mindful Knitting. Has anyone read this? If so, what do you think?

Remember spinning? That whole "every day" thing went right out the window when I caught a cold. I tried again yesterday and it's still challenging. And as if it weren't hard enough, I have a cat alternately stalking the spindle and pawing my roving. I hate locking them up, but I think that's what it come to. At least until I'm good enough at this to want the challenge of making the spindle dodge the cats.