Purl One ... I'm hooked (or should I say needled?). I finally learned how to knit. After years of resisting, saying the last thing I needed was another craft, it turns out it was exactly what I needed.
My mom showed me how to knit (and purl) and then we both took a class at Cast Away. I can't say enough lovely things about this shop. The store itself is so perfectly put together it makes Anthropologie look lazy, just look at their feature on Design*Sponge. Even better, the owner and staff are super nice and helpful. Cleo (the owner's daughter and knitting prodigy) taught me how to cast on and set me up with a nice simple scarf pattern.
After a week of sewing, knitting feels like a vacation. I mean, you can do it in front of the TV! My hour of show watching just got productive! The start-stop-take-it-with-you aspect of knitting definitely rules. Although, there are other things that will take some getting used to. Namely, it feels like I'll be forty by the time I actually have a scarf to wear, and it's hard to make it look perfect. Ultimately, I must admit that my heart still belongs to sewing (because I am better at it, and it produces results much more quickly), but I am very excited to add knitting to my list of crafts. Especially because it is something I can do with (and while watching) Jude.
He finds the whole thing quite fascinating. I gave him a little bit of yarn and some chopsticks. He calls it kneeing ...
His technique involves a lot of twirling and tossing.
Our kneeing time gives us a chance to chat ...
... and snuggle. I'll take all the lovings I can get. Knit one, purl one, hug, repeat.
Here's to finding new joy in a new way to create.