Modern Heathen

Look at who hasn't updated in way too long. (coughs)

My knitting is progressing. I've now made various scarves, an afghan sample and coasters.

I had the great pleasure of going to a local Wool Festival the other day. I bought some handspun, hand-dyed yarn and am now obsessed with a) learning how to spin and b) becoming sufficiently proficient at sock-making that I can do the yarn justice.

I have not had very often the experience of starting out really bad at somethinng and then mastering it. Usually I'm at least somewhat good to start and get better, or I'm really bad and never get it.

The nicest thing about knowing to knit is that now when I'm ready to weep and start tearing hair out, I know that I've been here before and I will get through it and I'll eventually master whatever it is that is frustrating me deeply. (Currently it's socks and what you do after you turn the heel.) But I got though purling, I got through yarn over, I'll get through picking up stitches after turning the heel.

Okay, I mentioned going to a local wool festival. Not only did I meet the nicest group of women that spin, but quite a few of them run (very small) local farms and some of them apparently harvest and sell local honey.

The prospect of learning to spin and making mead from local honey and having those two things intertwined just makes my little Heathen heart go all pitter-pat.