I had a think about all the beautiful patterns I've seen, all the beautiful projects I would like to knit. I do want to knit them but I wouldn't say I aspire to them, I just have them in my queue and do intend at some point to give them a go.
For Christmas 2009 my mum bought me this book (excuse the rubbish photo, it's grey and dreary in Leeds this morning and I couldn't get good light anywhere)
I had been knitting for a year and hadn't tried anything particularly adventurous. I had a flick through but that was it as it all seemed way beyond me.
I'm feeling more confident as a knitter now and what I'd like to have a go at more than anything else is writing up my own pattern. I don't want to sell patterns or anything I just want to design some things for myself and I am determined to give it a go. That's what I aspire to.
Also a clarification for yesterday's post, I don't have more pairs of shoes than balls of yarn, I just have more storage boxes containing shoes than storage boxes containing yarn. This is probably still a problem.
