I have taken many pictures... I will post them tomorrow, I hope. Of my new and exciting yarn and of my sock. Guess I should take one of the blanket in progress, too, huh. So I will do that. And I need to start that scarf. And do some other silly little things. Funny. In any other area of life I can't stand to be in the middle of more than one project at a time... With knitting, though, I want to have lots of choices of what to work on at any given moment. Huh. Bet that Says Something About Me. Psychologically. Heavy.

Regarding the knitting workshop... I was all excited, hoping to meet you know some of those young hip knitting chicks (just like me, you see) you read about all the time... Well, I was the youngest by about 20 years of the 30-odd ladies that showed up. But I had a lovely time. They mostly knew each other, but were for the most part quite welcoming and sweet to a weird newcomer like myself. Talked about Portland and cats and artichokes and whatnot. 3 solid hours of knitting. And honestly it was a spectacle to be around so many people with yarn and needles and projects in various stages of completion. A nice sense of solidarity and connection to others and to the past. Really, great fun. I'm excited I get to go back again. Yay.