The Urge is upon me!
I have no idea where this has come from! I am a truly seasonal knitter, only as the leaves are turning and the mornings misty, do I find myself under the magical spell of the sticks. I yearn to envelope myself in warm, bright wool, to feel it running through my fingers, the ball tootling around the floor, slowly unravelling, stitch by utterly perfect individual stitch.
And yet this morning, here it is in full force. I can feel the slight raise of heart beat, the darting of inspired eyes, the irresistible tingling in the finger tips, repetitive pattern dreaming, the draw of that relaxing, half meditative state....
I can resist no more. My will power is shot! I am off to the wool shop!