you know, for what should be primarily a knitting blog.... there has been a distinct absence of knitting content for the last few weeks. a fairly decent explanation for this occurence would be the fact that i have been ignoring my knitting for my other passion... reading. at one time i was troubled that i would not be able to maintain both of my favourite passtimes - but soon discovered the library carries audio-books. i think i felt the same elation george did on seinfeld when he realized he could watch tv and, ahem, get it on.
on the first day of my vacation (which has since, dreadfully, come to an end) i stopped at the library on my way home and checked out five books. i've been on a roll - reading this month alone: the memory keeper's daughter (meh), life of pi (great!), suite francaise (great!), continuity girl (bleh).... and i'm now starting the elephant vanishes by haruki murakami.
all of this makes me happy, but i am feeling... what is it... pangs of guilt... is this how a mother feels when she spends more time with one child than the other?
i intend to get back on the knitting wagon. i would like to finish the blanket i'm knitting as a gift during the winter... and any of the ideas i had for fall knitting, they will have to wait until next fall... because fall is now almost over.
well, off to crack the spine of yet another library book.