A couple of things I love: the colour yellow, the sea, making things, conversations with good friends, doing unexpected things.
Not sure if the current wips have anything to do with the above, they all seem blue.
The Family Jumper: you know in your head you’re making it for X but think maybe X wouldn’t like it and convince yourself it’s for Y but then X adopts it and wears it continually. Well, no more fighting that urge, I am just making a jumper that all of us will wear and see who grabs it.
Mum’s Cardi: sideways knitted, lace, deadline knitting – no pressure there then…
Snawheid: something that I shouldn’t even have started but one day down and it’s nearly completed. High satisfaction, all topped off with a pom pom (normal size, not jelly size)
Back onto love, more than pom poms, the colour yellow, the sea – there is a secret love that I have, it’s a family joke in our house but I please myself with believing I am 6 yrs old again and you know when you have a boyfriend, but they don’t know it’s them – well that. Obviously a true undenying love. Or when you are a young teen and you count the numbers on your bus ticket and if it adds to 21, you and our friends are convinced that if you sleep with it under your pillow, you will dream of your true love – yes, that too. These are only the ones I am least embarrassed to talk about, imagine the ones I am not saying here. The Shame.
Am I foolhardy or ever hopeful? Says the girl who has made the “eternal mistletoe for the perpetually hopeful”.