“Life is a train of moods like a string of beads; and as we pass through them they prove to be many colored lenses, which paint the world their own hue, and each shows us only what lies in its own focus.”
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
I had finished casting on and I knitted one row. I messed up several times and took it apart each time. This is my "happy" because I'm not giving up! Somewhere in this mess of yarn there's a scarf and I'm determined to find it!