Happy First Day of Spring!
About 5 days ago we had such sultry weather up here in Northern Wisconsin I had to step out from behind my spinning wheel, set down my knitting needles, clear my lap of roving, dry my hands from wet felting, hang up my drop spindle and get out there! I even brought my camera.
I live very close to Lake Superior so I walked on over to Barker's Island where you can see the city of Duluth across this Great Lake. Ah Spring! Things are going to really get popping now-ish (in a few weeks/months).

The above picture is of a newer structure on Barker's Island. I was thinking, "What a great meeting site for those in the area who celebrate World Wide Knitting In Public Day!" (There are millions of us everywhere.) That date is
June 13th so, most of the snow should be gone by then, eh? Might be nice to catch a cool breeze off of the lake when temps. push up into the high 60's F.
I didn't knit in public last WWKIP day. (I assure you I did knit though). I'd like to celebrate that day by meeting up with a group of those grafitti knitters I've read about. Maybe this is the first day of Spring talking but, I wouldn't mind taking a walk on the wild side. Graffiti Knitters meet in some public place and, together they knit all over a parking meter or a street corner.
I like to think that they communicate in secret code and that, if I were one of them I'd decifer messages that told me:
Grab your knitting needles.
We meet at the clock tower at midnight!

But, back to
Happy Spring talk:
Sometimes I like to rationalize my terrible fiber addiction. I tell myself, "Self, you really
are normal. You spend every free moment of your life playing with wool because wool is
warm and
snuggly and
necessary in a cold environment." But, I know the climate is not to blame. I play with wool because I cannot stop and when I'm not playing with wool I'm thinking about what I'm going to do with wool once I'm able to play with it again.
So, I LOVE WINTER here. It beautifully supports my rationalizations. And, as all of this snow and ice continue to melt and freeze, melt and re-freeze well, I say I LOVE SPRING too! It is definitely still spinning, knitting, felting, dying, doll-making time!
There is a sense of foreboding with this first day of Spring though (We do not have air conditioning): That one big month of Summer is sure to pounce eventually. Hot, hot temps. are kryptonite to
The Treadler (evil nemesis).