spring. I've just let it drift, not sure whether to try chase it and if I did how I would ever catch it. I've read books in the quiet times and been more sociable than I have for a long time. A different summer, no doubt a good thing. Though, I've missed my creative pursuits. I've not felt part of the blog world and have even let the trusty camera become a little dusty. I love to have the simple record of remarkable everydayness that this blog provides so I should try and get here even if the stitches aren't skipping. Anyway the trips are done for a while now and in settling back in at home this past week I've felt flickers of that old friend awaken and it's a delight to have that part of me say hello again. A gorgeous colourwork cardigan and an intriguing stitch pattern on a pretty jumper from two magazines piqued my interest and though it was just the simple rounds of the mitten I picked up, last night I went to bed with a knitting book. Sweet dreams.