Lime Street Knits

When I first started knitting, my goal was to eventually be able to make mittens. I had visions of giving warm, handmade mittens to my friends and family for the holidays. And with each stitch of my first garter stitch scarf, I was dreaming of the perfect pair of red mittens that I would one day knit for myself.

At some point between that first scarf and yesterday, I lost hold of the mitten dream. I learned to make cables and lace. I learned that entrelac is not a town in upstate New York. I embarked on many knitting adventures and accumulated a tidy little stash with nary a though for my little, red mittens. At least, that is, until yesterday when I stumbled upon Katie Gilbert's ridiculously wonderful Gifted mitten pattern.

I know that I should have spent last night unpacking or assembling shelves or taking on any of the myriad of new apartment tasks that have yet to be completed. But I didn't. Instead I knit one red mitten. I'll probably knit it's partner today over lunch.

My heart is very full.