I admit it. I've been lurking around your blogs for years and never felt worthy. I wondered if you would care about what I have to say or want to see my knitting. I feel dirty - dirty and guilty for peering through your windows quietly for so long. I'm sorry and I'm ready to share, if you'll have me.
Why knitters identify themselves as such always bewilders me, but I do it too. Do people who quilt describe themselves as quilters before they remember to tell you that they have a child, or what religion they subscribe to, or what they do for a living? I'm a knitter. Sometimes I wish it weren't so. I'm a sad, pathetic, yarn-buying, pattern-whoring, single-focused knitter. I also have an eight year old son, and a business, and a dog and a cat, and a husband. The dog was here first, then the child, then the husband, followed by a matter of weeks, by the cat.
I suppose that by way of introduction, that ought to be enough and we can jump feet first into the knitting. That's what you're here for anyway. So let's start yesterday at Rheinbeck. This is what I did yesterday:

The Spinners Hill Shop merino is new to me. I love finding new yarns. This yarn obviously wants to be a sweater for my blue-eyed boy. I'm open to pattern suggestions - I think it'll knit at around 5 sts per inch. All of the others are going to one day be socks. As a matter of full disclosure, there is already one skein of Toasty Toes missing from the basket and ribbing up nicely into a pair of socks to wear under my "loose" clogs. The basket (thanks to everyone who stopped me and commented on it yesterday) is a
Blessing Basket purchased at the
Katonah Yarn CompanyRheinbeck was beautiful. I think it was my fifth consecutive year there and I'm never disappointed. Although, this year, the crowds did make it tougher to navigate, and to eat.
Thanks for reading and if you come back, there will be photos of finished objects and works in progress and more stash to wade through. And thanks for sharing all of yours over the past years. Hopefully, I can keep you company in the morning over coffee like you've done for me, every now and again.
-Amy