I’m way behind on doing this. I actually finished this book weeks ago.  I’m talking about The Yarn Harlot: Secret Life of a Knitter.  This is a series of essays about knitting, Stephanie’s experiences and about the sadness of knowing that life’s challenges won’t allow you to knit any longer.  I fully enjoyed each of the essays even if I discovered that I am just a knitter.  Not a Knitter with a capital K.  If I can’t even handle the idea of installing a zipper, how will I ever steek. 

Next up: 2 books.  One I’m reading and one I’m trying to read but my lack of concentration is thwarting my efforts.  Guess which one is which.

And with this post I believe I am all caught up.  Phew!