What? I have a blog?
Contrary to the privately expressed concerns of TW readers who fall into the category of “lurkers,” I continue to walk amongst you in my usual shadowy, stick-to-the-peripheral way. In other words, I see you. I feel your deep angst and concern. I don’t care.
Well, I care a little.
I care more about my job – which I love, but like most objects of affection can become a monster from time to time, requiring unwavering focus and soothing discipline.
I care more about creating things with dye, fabric, wax and thread. I care more about knitting – as in, must knit every single day. And, as this bitter spring refuses to cough-up a single spot of daffodil yellow, even scattering snow last night like salt on an open wound, I care more about creating color than I do about writing.
So, if you’re still with me, here is what I would have blogged about, but didn’t, during the past month:
- the color blue
- the wrongness of Timothy Geithner
- the sublime-ness of Michelle Obama
- that kitten in the Sarah McLachlan commercial
- my anti-affair with Che
- a new shoe moratorium
- why I need to go to New Mexico
I know! You feel cheated, and probably a bit surly. Sorry, but I have to run. I just received an email from Senator Al Franken, my coffee cup is empty and I have to order that Japanese knitting book from amazon-japan (and figure out the exchange rate for dollars to yen). Sayonara, grasshoppers.