What with all the activity in the house the past week or so, it was easy to ignore. There was cooking, eating, and playing games with my niece. There were origami birds, and frogs, there were walks to the mail box, and trip to a local potter. Saturday they left and the storm barreled in, more than 56 hrs. of rain, ice, sleet, snow, shoveling, blowing, raking the barn roof, plowing, more and then more of the same. We spent hours in the rain and sleet, pulling as much ice bound snow from the valleys of the barn roof as we could. By the time we called it quits, the trees limbs around us were snapping under the new 1/2" coating of ice that we’d hardly noticed. I ran up to the house to pump water. It seemed nearly impossible that we wouldn’t lose power. When I sat down that evening, I was tired, ready to do nothing. So it went. Everytime I began to think about it, I had plenty of other things to keep me busy. Until this morning. There it was, pushing at me, taunting me while I sipped my first cup of coffee. Two weeks had passed since I had finished knitting something I enjoyed. There wasn’t anything on my list that I couldn’t wait to start. I had NO MoJo.
There has been plenty to do. I’ve had orders to dye. My sister had me dye a couple pairs of socks (she’d bought 7 pairs of the same green socks "on sale"). And, she’d brought along two halves of a lovely lace scarf for me to overdye for a friend who had inadvertently knitted them from two very different dye lots. I’ve been playing with a "new" yarn. Trying to find out how it takes the dye, and trying a couple colorways.
I’d been thinking about a new wood shop project for Chris. I wanted a swift that turned on two sets of ball bearings, one that turned smoothly and without friction. He got to work and we’ve got our prototype. I’ve used it all day. Changes and refinements are in the works.
I think this little swift will make my days of rewinding go a lot more smoothly.
But knitting. I can’t find the right project. I can’t find the right combination of yarn and pattern. I can’t find my mojo. I’ll finish the first "Ember Sock". It has been waiting in the wings. Maybe, while I knit, an idea will begin to form. Stitch by stitch..
The woods are lovely. The ice washed away in the rain. The birches stood straight again and it snowed. That’s got inspiration written all over it.
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7 responses to “no mojo”
Wow…that looks very much like the 2 swifts that I just bought this week :-). They work wonderfully!
The birches look lovely even in the grey of winter.
Sounds like you need to stay in where it’s warm. Maybe then your mojo will come back. If that doesn’t work there’s always Ravelry.
the swift looks great!…
late winter steals the mojo from most things…but not your ability to find some beauty outdoors…lovely birches!
Much as I hate photos of snow, I love your picture of birches! As for the mojo, you need to coddle yourself just a bit because that mojo is gestating something wuuuunderful! It’s the time for swelling of buds and roots stretching out under the snow. Preparations for a burst of glory are even now in process.
How about some spinning? That usually does the trick for me when I misplace my knitting mojo. 🙂
It’s been a long time since we’ve had a storm here in Virginia like the one you describe, but many years ago they came often. We had cattle and I had barn chores and was always out in it. Now I get to just watch the snow fall (when it finally does here) and just hope there’s no reason for the power to go out.
Do you have WIPs to finish? Try that. Spinning something mindless helps (Bess is probably in the wrong house.) I know what you mean. I feel as if I am limping through the motions. (My excuse is a cold, now gone.) I’m waiting for sunny days…for SOMETHING. There will be a kickstart.