I GOT CARRIED AWAY . . . .

The muse did it. The writer's muse. You know how you get to thinking about one thing while you're doing another. The last few days I've been deep into thoughts about my current WIP, my cozy Leavenworth mystery, "It's Scary, Going Back Home," (www.leavenworthmysteries.blogspot.com) and just kept knitting . . . and knitting . . . and knitting . . . and . . .

Those ankle warmers are almost leg warmers. Not to worry, there will be some long-legged person who will think long ankle warmers are the cat's meow.

Knitting as Fast as I Can

I'm knitting as fast as I can, and can hardly keep up. The warmers in "Aspen Print," a muted camouflage, are more popular than I would have imagined. I'm getting better about sewing up the finished knitted warmers.

I like the knitting, because my fingers go on automatic pilot and my brain is spinning up another chapter in my current book project. Knitting is fun, sewing is tedious.