Thanks to a software near-disaster at the end of October, the last part of 2015 was something of a scramble. I’m not entirely caught up yet, but I’ve finally reached a degree of behindness close enough to the usual that I no longer feel frantic.
Knitting Time
the old year sits by the hearth
in a basket, a Gordian tangle of half
finished projects in mixed hues and fibers, loose
ends to which the new year sadly offers
no resolution
Photo by April Heltsley
The Daily Compost 
I wish I could learn how to do that haha 😊
Maybe you will, in time – it took me almost half a century to figure out, despite the best efforts of talented teachers. Sometimes your brain just isn’t ready when you think it should be. 🙂
Love this! We are just as unfinished as our knitting!
How true! After some consideration, I’ve decided to be comforted rather than alarmed by this observation. 😉