Reading

I've nearly finished the socks for my mother. Well, I have enough to either keep me going on my trip to and from Wye tomorrow OR to last till the weekend. I'm waiting for some yarn before I can start my next project and don't feel like starting another which I'll have to leave once said yarn does turn up.

Solution? I'm reading. Yes, reading. Proper reading, not reading while knitting or reading about knitting or endlessly browsing knitting blogs. I'm lying on my bed with knitting in its bag, I have a book in my hands and I'm reading it. I opened the cover and looked at that print on the slightly off-white paper, and breathed in that smell. I swear sniffing books is nearly as fun as sniffing yarn. And as I felt my posture move to teenager-absorbed-in-text, I realised I haven't done this for ages.

I've read things since I started knitting, obviously, even books, but they've tended to be the sort of non-fiction secondary sources you engage with on a desk. They are horizontal, you are vertical. You read them in a piecemeal way, scanning and jumping to find information and ideas you want (or you think you want) rather than absorbing yourself in the narrative.

So, I’ve got excited by a big pile of kids science fiction books, and I’m going to put the knitting away till the weekend. Not even on the bus, I’m going to try and read. I find reading on transport hard, that’s why I started knitting. But for the next few days I’m going to try. It may well help me appreciate knitting all the more.

Anyway, I did take a break from it to look over at my stash and saw this lovely purple, greens, pinks and blues arrangement nestling in the corner. So I took a photo. Just because its yummy. The cones are cobweb stuff I got at a machine-knitters sale (I don't machine knit, but this stuff is great for playing with lace). Mmmm, lace knitting. I got my 2mm Addi's in the post today.

Ahem, this knitting pause might be hard.