Dormant. Or Resting.

I take a lot of comfort from my background in horticulture when knitting inspiration dries up. Very often, after a plant goes to seed, those newly-ripened seeds won't sprout immediately no matter what you do. They are dormant, waiting for some special set of conditions to end their dormancy.

Sometimes nothing I've been knitting calls to me. I think of those projects as having gone dormant. Sometimes, unlike a seed, they will end up unravelled back into their component yarn. Other times they are waiting for something -- cooler or warmer weather, a long car trip, an inspiring browse through a knitting book. Often I don't know what they're waiting for, I only know it when I stumble across it.

Meanwhile, I re-read Diana Wynne Jones' Howl's Moving Castle, read Eoin Colfer's Artemis Fowl: the Lost Colony, and checked out Nancy Bush's Knitting on the Road.

On the Yahoo double knitting group, we're taking a break at the end of the tubular double-knitting Knit-Along. Soon we'll start a color work double-knitting knit-along, but not this week.