Five hours of hoeing and mulching and planting in the garden on a warm, sunny day + four hours of sleeping curled up in weird positions on the couch as the rain dripped down and thunder crashed = a very sore sprite. Plus I have a cold lodged in my sinuses and I can’t imagine that’s helping.

On other fronts, I went to a Ravelry party this evening where I managed to part with two garbage bags’ worth of yarn. Granted, most of it was a very thoughtful find of Rudi’s mom that I’d never intended to add into my stash. I mean, it was fluorescent worsted weight wool. Electric purple, lime green, neon pink. Okay, a little bit was Christmas colored, but still… I didn’t need it and couldn’t imagine what to do with it. It has been collected and will probably go to Girl Scouts who are learning to knit and who will be over the moon to play with the fun colors. I’m glad.

The other wool I gave away was several gigantic balls of bulky weight grey-green yarn that a friend had sent me when I first started knitting. Her friend had knit a sweater, been frustrated by it, and frogged it, leaving the unknit yarn with my friend. My friend hoped I would be able to make a sweater with it, but I just don’t think I’m meant to wear a bulky-weight sweater. I come with my own bulk and I just can’t see that adding to it does a lot for me.

But I do feel a lot better for having given all that yarn away. I’m eager to get into my stash and see what I actually have in there and to get some new projects underway. I have some linen that I’d like to make a summer sweater with and lots of gorgeous sock yarn that is just begging me to pick a pattern and to start carrying them to work with me for lunchtime knitting. Sweetpea is talking about knitting a lot of single socks between now and midsummer and it strikes me that might be a fun way to go about things.