I seem to be experiencing a sort of knitting ennui.  Thankfully, there is a baby to knit for.  After a few weeks on bed rest, my friend’s baby apparently couldn’t wait any longer and came still several week early.  Baby will be staying in neo-natal for a couple of weeks until she can breathe, eat, and maintain body temperature.  I had already knit up a cute hat and booties, but they were sized to fit a 6-month-old.  While that will fit eventually, I decided to knit up a quick preemie sweater.  Heck, the pattern I’m using only calls for one 50 g ball of sock/light fingering weight yarn, which means this should be like knitting 1 sock.  So, that’s what I’m knitting while the sock and the stole I have on the needles bore me.

I’m not even excited by the shawl I have ready to cast on.  A lovely dark blue wool silk laceweight, and I just look and the ball of yarn and sigh.  No compulsion to cast on.  Wish I knew what was wrong with me.

Maybe I need to spin more.