It took me awhile to come to a realization (sometimes I am slow on the uptake), but once the light came on I was able to clarify my goals and make decisions. The problem had been the weight of too many projects. I am not good at juggling and the WIP basket was turning into a circus. So, out, out, out went the projects that were weighing me down. Up,up out of the basket came the projects that made my heart sing. Hurray!, said my peace of mind. What a relief, said I.
You will ask which of my projects bit the dust and I must confess the Sky Skarf was first to be abandoned. Happy, so happy, was I to see it go. All its ends, its short little rag of a mess, was unceremoniously stuff into a bag and tossed. The poor little thing was a good project gone bad and the fault was all my own. The beautiful blue yarns were saved for another day, another project. At least they are not part of a WIP. They have a future.The blue skies of the first of September have not continue on, as a fire somewhere to the west of us has once again filled the valley with smoke. I am hopefully it will not last long.