The last couple of days I've been cycling, swimming, cooking, reading, working, knitting and generally reclaiming my life after a hard month of workshops. No mater how much I complain about them, I miss them dreadfully when suddenly they stop. It would be ideal if they spread themselves out across the year at fortnightly intervals but it's a hunger or a burst with workshops and that's just the nature of the beast.
It has given me time to finish my first Lucy Neatby Fiesta Foot. Whether or not it even becomes Fiesta Feet remains to be seen. It is the most difficult sock n the world, knitted here in the wrong yarn and full of mistakes. But I love it none the less!