The last few months have been so overwhelming with renovating and moving, that it has only been in the last few days that I have started knitting again.
In the evenings I would sit exhausted on the couch, half halfheartedly watching TV, or flicking through a magazine. I would glance over at my knitting bag in the corner, but I just didn't have the energy to concentrate on picking up the pattern again.
It's nice to have my old friend back on my lap keeping me warm, enjoying the movement of my fingers winding wool onto the needles.
Slowly my creative side is returning, I have missed it.