Absorbed

There are so many reasons that I love the craft of knitting but one of them is definitely the ability of the knitting to totally absorb me. Whether its flitting around gazing at blogs, yarn and pattern for hours on end, dreaming and planning or whether it is is actually physically knitting it engrosses me and takes me away from the everyday to somewhere incredible.

I got a phone call yesterday at nearly 8pm from the Mr to enquire as to where I was and when was I wanting the lift from the station. I was still with Gosia and Iwona totally absorbed in the world of socks, socks, socks. We had started at 11am and with only a short lunch and yarn shop visit we knit and talked the whole day away. Total indulgence. Totally fabulous. And the end product is not too shabby either.

I shall enjoy another extended visit to the world of socks tomorrow as I am off to York on a three and half hour train journey. For once I shan't begrudge the working day eating into the knitting day as they become one; obviously this was not at all in my mind when I volunteered for the trip. I mean its not as if the yarn is absorbing all my thoughts all of the time is it?