I continue to knit, with less of the wonder of a beginner, but with great appreciation of the calming qualities of the practice.
Now and then I'm left with strands of yarn from varied skeins - some fat green yarn here, some skinny grey and white twine-like stuff, a few inches of ribbon, a soft black. No strand is ever tossed. Each is cheerfully knotted to the last bit I found, wound into a ball on a bit of cardboard. It's a motley crew. I don't have enough saved to knit a whole scarf, but every now and again, I weave a small section using yarn from the odds and ends collection. Lots of knots and awkward matches! For some reason, this makes me quite happy.