Almost seven months of doing nothing but dealing with catastrophes has taken a toll on me. All that work I did to lose those pounds during the pandemic have crept back and then some. Now that life has returned to normal I've started eating better and knit walking everyday again to 40's dance music for 30 minutes. No more pity party excuses for junk food and laying about. The party is over.
It's not really a hardship. I love knit walking and just look at this yarn. It's Opal in some tropical colorway that is supposed to remind you of parrots but I think it's got a Halloween vibe.
I can't really knit walk and do stranded colorwork.....or can I? I never really tried it. Maybe I should. I've got Number 11 in the basket ready to be cast on because............
......Bitty Spruce is finally finished. It was a fun and fast knit with NO finishing. It's in the gift box now waiting for a fall arrival.
And......speaking of that new arrival, the daddy to be is having a birthday today. 1979. It seems like it was just yesterday that he was the new arrival.