I was pretty sure I was gaining on the situation, but there they were, everywhere I turned, especially large balls of hand spun yarns.
I've been having a problem lately with knitting. I've been finding myself feeling there isn't any purpose in starting anything new...since I don't really wear sweaters, I already have about six shawls, more scarves than I should admit to, and no, I don't like to wear hand knitted socks (love seeing them on others, love to knit them...just don't like to wear them). I've been wanting to get back to my charity knitting and haven't, thinking there will surely be more people needing help as a result of this depression...but how to find them and make sure the knitted goods reach the right people is always a question mark in my mind.
Then I remembered what my buddy Kay does...she knits piles and piles of beautiful blankets, cutting the yarns at both ends of the rows and fringing them. After a quick telephone consultation, I grabbed a pair of 60" size 15 circular needles and all the thickest, artsy-ist, lumpiest yarns I could find, predominantly in spring colors...bright yellows, spring greens, and pinks of all shades. After the first evening, I found myself rummaging around upstairs looking for more. I am now officially into it.
By the time I discovered how wide it was, I was too far gone to take it apart and start over (I think it's going to be about 6' wide). I am now committed to knit it long enough to be proportionate...with a nod to the Golden mean, I think that means it will be around 8-9' long. That should keep me busy for a few more evenings. Here it is so far...