If Frog Island exists, then I am definately stuck on it. Someone bring me a cocktail and something to read, I think that I may be here for a while.
Today I frogged Ice. It hurt but was necessary. Kind of like the moment when you rip the plaster (band-aid) off. Ouch.
I shall be back soon with an update on Flighty (nearly done) and some other bits when I have finished mourning Ice. I am still undecided whether to put the yarn into hanks and de-kink it in order to cast Ice on again, to start on another project. Or to take up origami.
Posted by Amelia at January 30, 2005 07:32 PM | TrackBack