this clever rhyme was written by roxanne (embroiderybee).

she captures, better than i could, the wait.

A Talitha bag that’s secret;
I ‘ve been told to sit and wait
For instructions so mysterious,
It makes me salivate.

I’m doggone tired of waiting
And I’m pressured to the bone.
I want to Quench my thirst to knit.
I’m sure I’m not alone.

This bag should be named ”Hold On”
As I clutch my yarn and cry.
There’s nothing worse than waiting,
Like my grass that grows to die.

With lots of time to ponder,
I keep practicing my gauge.
I’ll soon be tired of Stockinette,
Hope cables will be the rage.

Now, please forgive my Whimper
As I blow off lots of steam.
I’m sure this KAL will be
The bag that’s in my dream.

if you’re not signed up and would like to knit along, you can do so at ravelry here.

or reply to this post and i’ll add you to the official list.

check appalachian yarns or ravelry for the

first clue, april 27th.

12 days to go…

‘wait’ taken from 5:3 in the psalms.