I can hardly believe it. We are on the brink of 2005!!! How did this happen? You know what makes me feel older than anything else? It’s not that I’m almost 30. It’s not that I have back problems (that was a stupid car accident). It’s not that I have three children, or that I’ve been married over a decade. It’s that time FLIES! It goes so fast. I can’t believe it. When winter began this year, I didn’t think to myself, “Wow, no sun for months, better settle in for the long haul”, like I usually do. Instead, I thought, “Good grief, it’ll be spring again before I know it, and I’ll have to start pulling weeds again.” Seriously. How did this happen? I have memories of being a kid, and hearing adults say things like that. “How could it be Christmas already?” I though they were insane. It had been 12 YEARS since the last Christmas. What in the world were they talking about? Now it’s me, and I’m old.

OK, enough of that. Want to know what my favorite thing to do is, besides knitting? (and it’s a very close second. Sometimes they even switch places). It’s looking through knitting books. I enjoy magazines tremendously, but I really like books. As I was reading the world’s funniest blog last night, I was reminded of one of my most recent acquisitions, and certainly one of my favorites. Have a look. This book is totally cool. Part of the reason it is so cool is because I have proven that I would wear anything I could knit out of it. I have already knit one pair of gloves in my lifetime, and I genuinely enjoyed the process.

Now that it’s turned cold, I wear them almost every day. I can only imagine how wonderful beee-ut-eeful, colorful fair isle gloves would be. I know how enjoyable perusing through this book is, because I’ve done it many, many times. I commented on Steph’s blog and told her that I want to turn many of her gorgeous mittens into gloves. In order to do that, I’ll need some books. Like this one and this one. Just putting it out there.

As for actual knitting… Here’s the pretty mohair I told you about,

and here’s the other ball, plus some peony petals.

Finally, here’s one of the last stems of leaves on the peony bush in my front yard that isn’t brown and yucky. I have photographed it to serve as a guide for the accompanying greenery to my big, luscious flower in the making.

(I think I’m actually going to end up using some Turkish Olive, Lamb’s Pride for the leaves of this particular flower, instead of the fluffy mohair, but there are more flowers to make, so I’m sure the other stuff will get used). And since I don’t feel like retyping what this is all about, click here if you’re confused, or check out the Flowerswap 2004 link in the sidebar.

AND… my clogs are still wet from felting, despite the fact that they have been sitting in front of my heater for the last two days. Curses.