Knitting, he thought, was a comfort to the soul. It was regular. It was repetitious. And in the end, it amounted to something. -At Home in Mitford On the needles, I have a "swoncho" - a sweater-poncho hybrid, with some handspun yarns from a friend. More on this later, assuming it turns out alright, or even maybe if it doesn't. I finished the red sweater that I blogged about here and here . It fits perfectly! Next time, long sleeves. In October, I finished reading Elizabeth Zimmermann's Knitter's Almanac . The casual, journaling voice, wise without being pushy, made for a great late summer / early autumn read. I thoroughly enjoyed EZ's commentary on life, on her companion, the Old Man, and their car trips; she ties in new projects to the season beautifully, and then gives you the information to make your own, and make it your own. I was sad when I finished it but I suppose I may read it again sometim...