Madness.

I live in the desert where Sweater Season, no matter how thin my blood is, is rather limited.

I have always had a sick fascination with steeks. I don't know why - somehow the idea of taking a pair of scissors to ones knitting (ideally) with no detrimental effects just boggles my mind. I had an opportunity to see Stephanie's Hardangervidda in person when she was here last July, it it was gorgeous. A couple of weeks ago, when I was in Minnesota, I happened across a pile of Dale of Norway sweaters on sale! Of course, being a knitter, I resisted - thinking "I can knit one of those."

Of course, since then we've had snow make an appearance in the desert, and I find myself hauling out my knitwear - and I keep ogling Dale of Norway kits. Ironically, the largest collection of such kits appear to be available at Allegro Yarns, which apparently is located in Minneapolis. I should have saved myself some trouble and just gone and bought one while I was back there ;)

Of course, Hardangervidda calls to me, though not in the colors available. I also like Gjende. The Olympic Sweaters are also lovely - I especially like the US 2002, Vail, and Park City sweaters. Non-traditional Bjerk, especially in green, is just beautiful. I haven't succumbed yet, but I'm weak - and oh so tempted. Thank goodness I'm still working on Avast!