Today, along with Maria and Herr, I’m embarking on a tour of the South. We’ll be visiting lots of cities, beaching, and, undoubtedly, yarn questing.

Don’t let the heat and humidity fool you. Apparently, Southern belles are some of the knittiest chicks out there. They’re no trendheads. They’ve been purling and lacing away since, perhaps, the dawn of time.

And so, I am going to try and catch a glimpse of that on this excursion. Onward and out!

 A very literally knitty Southern belle

Oh! Oh, how I miss this blog! Just thinking about how I’ve been neglecting it makes me want to frog myself to tatters. I’ve just had some big changes; colossal, enormous, BIG changes, and I admit I’ve been so busy that I’ve been shirking my knittastic duties. But worry not. Now that everything is neatly settled, blocked, and pressed, I can get back to my knitting.

And just in time to start on my Christmas presents!

(Believe me, if you were a novice knitter, you’d understand. We’re even worse than chain department stores.)