every fall i start a new project. sometimes it only grows to be a scarf, sometimes it becomes a blanket, and then sometimes it doesnt become anything at all [ends up in the box-o-yarn in the closet]. its not the finished product that counts anyway, its the task/action/ feeling of progress or creation. and while its building, you have something warm to cover your legs while you watch movies.
maybe one day i'll learn to make something fancy... like a hat.