It may have been Flora's influence, it may have been the Oddballs (and my presence on Ravelry), or it may have been the beautiful skeins of yarn glaring at me balefully from my stash, but I have finally given in and started to knit. It has not been a good start. I knitted 3 rows, and pulled it all out because I had extra stitches and didn't know why. I knitted 4 rows, had 4 extra stitches, attempted to go back to the previous row (where I knew I had the right number) and ended up 2 stitches short. This resulted in my taking it to my soon-to-be mother-in-law, who corrected the number of stitches and reknitted those rows that had been pulled out. Still, I have now successfully knitted 4 more rows without gaining or losing any stitches, and the pattern is beginning to emerge. Flora approves.