I am so happy with Icarus that I can't even describe it. Such a joy to knit (yarn shortages notwithstanding), beautiful result. These photos are a pretty accurate reflection of the colour, finally!
Even my mother, who has no aesthetic appreciation for the fibre-arts whatsoever recognizes that this is pretty-darn-good-and-when-am-I-going-to-show-Gramma-cuz-she-knows-what-she's-talking-about.
Gramma's going to see it on Saturday.
My fingers are itching. What do I do next? Regrettably, this has been a light-knit week. I didn't knit a single stitch last Saturday, which was Knit in Public Day. (I had the hangover from hell, and the story to prove it).