
I like the feel of the bamboo needles I got to replace the old Balenes that broke last week. They feel so pleasant in my hands while knitting that I am sure I'd be knitting up a storm with them if we weren't having such an icky heatwave. I'm sure the toddler agrees, since he grabs the needles at every opportunity. When challenged he shouts, 'Mine!' and tries to make a getaway with his booty. I have yet to meet a little boy who doesn't develop a fascination with knitting needles at first sight. They become drumsticks, swords and archaeology tools in their imaginative hands.

I have been admiring some patterns for crocheted afghans. I have no idea why, since afghans are the last thing I want to use in this heat, but I seem to be getting a hankering to crochet one. So, I may begin planning one. Maybe.
I will be making some stitch markers this week, but I won't be able to post pictures of them for a while in order to keep them secret from my swap buddies. Don't you just love surprises?