I think knitting is my nesting. And, well, nesting is my nesting. And perhaps knitting is my break from all that exhaustive cleaning and tidying and rearranging. For, you see, my second labor is looking likely to be much like my first (read: complicated), and I have this urge to put everything right and lovely just in case I, well...die. Oh, that sounds so terrible and even worse when written down, but it's a major motivational force; something akin to having on clean underwear (which I assure you I most certainly do. My hair and shoes will likely be dirty, buy my undies - and now my house - clean!) As the little girl around here says: clean. nice. dry. It is also said little girl who has a drawer full of sweet old springtime dresses picked up by her thrifty mama, but who instead wants only to wear her rather garish Christmas footed pajamas all day, every day. Never mind that within 5 minutes of playing, they are covered in dog hair, certainly offending my nesting sensibilities.
I may have no control over wardrobe choices, but at least I can manage to contain some of the animal messes. The fowl have all been banished to the garage (don't worry, they still get loads of visits and attention each day), and are growing so quickly that they should be out to pasture soon!
Onto the knitting: I finished a hat for baby-boy-to-be, much like this one, using all the bits of leftover yarn from the longies I knit awhile back. I might not be able to resist making a bear hat like this one as well. I'm working on a blanket now, also from the Vintage Knits for Modern Babies
book, although it only gets attention late at night or when the weather
doesn't permit us to be outdoors working on the garden. Today is
shaping up to be beautiful out - a bit sunny and a tad warmer - much
unlike yesterday, which was very cold with a foot of snow and still
falling. It will mostly be melted today, though, if you can imagine that
- it's what we call Springtime in the Rockies!