Today was a pretty bad day in my little corner of the world and it felt so heavy. My muscles actually hurt from the stress. So I had a good hot dinner and an ice cold Coke and I cast on for a new project. Something about casting on is in itself hopeful. It felt so good.
I made it to row 27 of Saartje's Booties, ready to start the other strap, when I realized I had cut the yarn. Hmm. But even though I'm probably going to have to pull it out and start over, I didn't mind. I was able to wash away this day into that pool of yarn sitting on my desk and twist it around my needles to make something beautiful. I paused and felt the squishy garter stitch and admired the blue of the Sublime yarn. It renewed me and made me happy. I love knitting.