The end of the road

Have you ever driven the Ohio Turnpike? It is boring, flat, featureless, and uninteruppted by any even a single quasi-interesting architectural element. This photo shows what the entire 241.26 miles looks like. OMG. Stupefyingly boring beyond all measure and completely endless.

But of course, I'm wrong. The Ohio Turnpike does indeed end. And then you wind up on the Indiana Turnpike.

LOL. The more things change, the more they stay the same!

This is all to say that my endless stretch of stockinette is finally over. Fourteen long, wide inches of interminable brown finished. Grace of God. Last night, I even knitted the first sleeve cuff - including a row of light blue. Woo fricking hoo! What a relief.

I adore the colors and love the yarn (Berroco Ultra Alpaca, 50% alpaca, 50% wool). I'm thrilled with how it's turning out - and so excited to finally be working on parts of this sweater that capture my interest and imagination.

Thank God life isn't the Ohio Turnpike. Things do change - including terrible economies with 10 million unemployed or years of heartbreak and mourning - even endless swatches of brown stockinette finally wrap up. As the 12 Step folks say: this, too, must pass. Thank God.