Spring feelings

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Look! That is a leaf! The first leaf I’ve seen so far this year. That is, the first leaf I’ve seen that is green, stuck on a tree and wasn’t there last year. Of course I had to take a picture of it, document it, so that I have proof when I show others. It looks like a leaf from an Elm and it’s that delicious yellow green that is basically only pretty on newly sprung leaves but on newly sprung leaves, oh, so pretty. Also, this means that it is truly spring. Wonderful! The sun is shining and they’ve started to sweep up the gravel on streets – a true sign of spring.

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To solve my problem from before, about masculine patterns and knitting, “I did what any normal girl would do” (Alicia Silverstone in Clueless from 1995) and went to the yarn store (that’s not what Alicia Silverstone did) to try to get some inspiration. I had found some patterns online that I thought might be masculine enough but I knew I didn’t have any yarn in that weight at home so I went to the yarn store. Normaly a trip to my local yarn store (LYS) is a nice thing and I usually come back home with much more than I expected but this time, nothing really tempted me. I looked disappointedly at some worsted weight in colors that were not springy at all (I need spring, it’s obvious one can only knit in green at this moment, light green. Like that impossible-to-wear-but-lovely-on-a-new-leaf-yellow-green that mentioned) but rather kind of Christmas tree-y (think dark green) and old-maple.leaf-orange (Fall is sooo last year). That would do nothing to satisfy my spring feelings. Light green, yellow and pink, that’s what we want (maybe I need to move around stuff in my stash to try to find those colors and put them on the outermost parts of the shelves), no dark colors here. It’s so easy to fall into that trap, oh, some dark blue, let’s knit it, and then I feel miserable for as long as I bear with that knitting. No, we can’t have that.

In the end I actually got something. Something for me that is. A skein of light pink merino lace weight. I’ll deal with this masculinity crisis later, right now I’m embracing my spring feelings.