I'm listening to Gene Autry singing Back in the Saddle Again and imagining how it would be to knit while riding a horse - in a gentle John Wayne-swaying-into-town motion rather than at full gallop, you understand. These musings and croonings have been prompted by the feeling of pure pleasure to be knitting after a long period of quilting. I have a new a new pair of socks on the go, I'm knitting all sorts sorts of swatches and I have a whole book synopsis full of ideas and plans. And it's good be wielding my needles once more, even if it's if only on the settee in front of Wimbledon (hasn't John McEnroe mellowed and improved with age?) and not in the wild west. Yes, I'm definitely back in the softly upholstered, very comfortable knitting saddle again.