Although I've been too busy for much knitting time lately, I've still begun to feel the stirrings of knitter's block creeping up on me. It seems that a month ago, I had a laundry list of projects I couldn't wait to begin but now that I'm ready to dive into a new project, nothing in particular is calling out to me.
I really want to use the coral colored Anny Blatt cotton/viscose yarn that I bought some time ago, combined with the handpainted bamboo that I specifically purchased to go with it. But alas, I cannot settle on the right pattern. I found a stitch pattern that I liked with these two yarns, but I couldn't quite settle on a shape or style for the top I had only roughly envisioned. I should just let go of the idea of using these yarns for my next project, since it's only causing me aggravation to think of about it right now. I keep picking up the same yarn and staring at it, hoping it will speak to me.
I also have the itch to knit lace again, but perhaps just a quick scarf rather than another larger project.
Although it's entirely the wrong season for it, I also want to make myself a pair of mittens. I meant to do that this past winter and never got to it, so I'd like to do that at some point this summer.
Yes, I am waffling. Procrastinating. Ruminating. Pondering. Internally debating. Contemplating. Deliberating. Reflecting. Noodling. Mulling. What I am not doing is knitting.
Except, of course, socks. I will always have socks! Simple and satisfying socks, glorious and resplendent within the wasteland of my knitter's block.
I cast on this sock during my husband's first softball game of the season a few days ago:
The yarn is FF Superwash Merino Wool Sock Yarn in the Royalty colorway. Here's the sock stretched out a bit so you can see the simple 3X3 broken rib pattern a little better.
Ah yes. Socks. Comforting and familiar, staving off the madness of knitter's block. Gotta love 'em!