Saturday, March 20, 2010

Ironic, Ain't It?

In all the excitement, I suppose it is rather easy for folks to forget I am a spinner. Yes, it is a dizzying array of happenings around here and I don't blame you one little bit for getting dazzled. Between the cat stories, the excuses for not knitting and complaints about work, it can be hard to keep track.

But I do spin and there is nothing like the warm breezes of spring to remind me of that fact. I don't know why the onset of this season makes me want to spin. I suppose it might have something to do with my teaching schedule. Having summers off does lend itself to extra time for wool prep and whatnot. Or maybe it's just something about the smell of grilling burgers and the sound of flip flops slapping down the road that brings on that urge. I don't know.

All I know is this: while everyone else was outside today, shucking off their sweaters and frolicking in the 70 degree temperatures with wild abandon, I was suddenly beset with the need to prepare for next winter. Visions of mittens danced in my head whilst the rest of the world worked on their tans. I crooned songs of woolen hats and missed out on the opportunity to sing along with the radio on the way to the beach. My neighbors are tan. I am as pale as freshly washed wool.



Which is pretty darned pale...


That's OK. This is really nothing more than a False Spring anyway. It's only March, for heaven's sake! While I suppose that means I should have enjoyed it while it lasted, I really only saw it as a trial run. There is still a need for warm hats and stuff, or at least the chance that I'll need them. If we ignore the fact that I have absolutely no intentions of knitting a hat in the few weeks left before True Spring arrives, then it is perfectly logical for me to have stayed in to spin today. Soon, it will be warm all the time and I promise I'll get outside then. Honest.

Unless I get around to carding that big ol' fleece I found in the stash. Then I'll maybe have to reschedule Outside Time for Summer '11...

SA

5 comments:

Jeanne said...

I get the urge to knit--get this--in June. Not December, June. When having a wool anything in your lap is torture. So I get you. I really do.

Karen said...

Oh that's so pretty.
Yesterday my husband said he was going to put away the winter coats and boots. I shook my head and told him not to bother yet. With the way last year went weather wise this is just our January thaw and we'll have another snowstorm before June.

trek said...

What is up with 74° before Easter?!

BTW, I filed the taxes yesterday. Better get on with the Maine version...

=Tamar said...

Outside is overrated anyway. However, I try to enjoy this "false spring" because it's about all we get where I am; it gets cold again in June just as we all put away everything warm so we have to dig it out again, and then suddenly it's too hot. Hooray for pleasantly balmy, whether it's weather or people!

Julie said...

The warm weather makes me want to spin outside on my deck. I tried to do that, but discovered the deck chairs are in the cellar and was too lazy to go get them (never mind that I have a nice new spinning stool that could have easily come out with me). I just gave up and knit inside and then took an afternoon nap. Naps are good.