got the itis

Maybe it's the  the light on the tree buds,or the explosion of pussy willows at the farmer's market, but I have got a case of both startitis and finishitis.

Exhibit A: the Airy Cardigan from last May, now just needing one more sleeve sewn in, buttons, and a good disciplinary blocking.

Exhibit B: while forcing myself to get those clownish socks done, I am swept away by dreams of much much nicer socks, thanks to Wendy Johnson and her new book, Socks from the Toe Up.

Seriously, look a these. Sportweight. Love. The whole book is light and airy and full of great looking designs, I do believe I am going to try a pair of toe up, soon. Extra snaps for the layout, the type is a good sized, no squinting at the page. And I'm not just saying this because we share a publisher and they sent me the book as an example of stellar tech editing. (True, btw).

I'm also crazy to make a shawl, all of a sudden. I've got a fab red skein begging to be a Traveling Woman. Or maybe a Multinomah. Or an Ishbel. or a Citron. or Brandywine. I'm still at that fickle, everything looks good to me pattern picking stage. Can you tell? Feel free to recommend a not-too-tricky, not-too-frilly shawl or wrap.

Looky here! Also started. The much awaited English translation of the final book from the Stieg Larsson trilogy, thanks to a UK pal who sent me a copy pre-US relelase. My body might be here but I'll be in Sweden for the next week or so trying to sort out that mess Lizbet Zalander is in.