I have been a bad blogger lately. It’s not that I have been too busy, or that I haven’t had any blog-worthy adventures. I haven’t, and I have respectively. For Lent, I gave up playing Bridge with my computer, and while that has been a wrench, to date I have been faithful. So – given that I wasted an enormous amount of time with my little virtual Bridge group, I should have scads of extra time. That seems not to be happening. I had vowed to do something productive during my "saved by not playing Bridge" time, like reading boring nursing journals. I have done this a little bit, but not as much as in previous years. So what is the issue? I am planning to have a knitalong with Becca and Ana on Alice Starmore’s Eala Bahn, and I am franticly anxious to begin it. The hold up? I haven’t finished my current cardigan, Oregon. One of my principles of knitting is that I have to finish the in-progress project before I start a new one. I can have two going – one that requires concentration and one that does not, but not more than that, and not two of the same sort. Sooooo…. I have been spending every spare minute trying to finish my Oregon cardi. I am close, but not quite a cigar yet. I have about half a sleeve to go. I had thought that I might have it done for the beginning of the choir year (last September), then by Christmas, then before the warm weather of Spring arrived, and now I am hoping for Easter. It’s not really an Easter-like sweater, though, is it?
In its current lumpy state, it is not very photogenic, so I will show my progress via the dwindling amount of yarn. There is not a lot left, as you can see. In fact, I am getting a little nervous about it. It will be a narrow squeak.