Several years ago, when Mom and I flew into Calgary we were struck by how close the Rockies appeared. From the airport windows it looked like you could walk to them. But, for mile after mile, the mountains didn't seem to get any closer. They're just that huge!
With the neckline of my Taiga sweater I keep thinking that it must be nearly done. But as I knit hour after hour the finish line stays just out of reach. I guess I underestimated how much knitting was involved in the yoke. Oh, I'm getting there - the rounds are noticeably shorter after several inches of raglan shaping. But it's just as well I haven't found a yarn I like for Bethany's Hat.
1 comment:
it will be worth it when you get there!
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