Baby steps

So, last week, this happened:

And I have been working on it every day since. It will take a while (thin needles, thin yarn, small stitches), but I am enjoying the process and that’s what counts.

I was going to write an elaborate post about depression and burn-out and how picking up things I used to love feels like big steps forward, even though it’s really just baby steps, but I can’t really find the words. Let’s just hope that I can show you some progress over the following weeks.