Black holes exist. I don't need long equations of quantum physics to prove it to me. I don't need Einstein or Hawking. I just need to look at my knitting.
When I started Fuchsia Wave, I was going so fast, yarn burn on my fingers started to be a real concern. The inches I was producing seemed to contradict both the knitting time and the slowly dwindling pile of yarn.
Then there was the edge.
Now that I have entered the second half, and even the last long section of edge, I have entered a black hole. I knit and knit and knit, and my progress is imperceptible to the naked eye or average measuring tape. At the same time, I am consuming the remaining yarn at an alarming rate.
It would appear that knitting progress is inversely proportional to the time in which you have to knit an object; and yarn consumption is inversely proportional to the yarn available for use. I am sure some science-y geek is going to tell me that I said that wrong. The closer your deadline, the slower you seem to knit. The less yarn you have, the more you seem to consume.
Do you think that is was Einstein had in mind?
No pictures today. One, it isn't necessary, just look at the last few pictures. Two, I couldn't find the camera. I looked everywhere, including in my panty drawer, which isn't where it belongs, but IS where I found my eyeglasses this morning, so it couldn't hurt to look. No luck.
Today, it is all about the physics.
1 year ago
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