I assume my mum taught me to knit or maybe my sisters or grandmother. Truth is I don’t recall, but I do remember wearing one of my creations when my dad was in hospital, he asked me to wear something bright and cheerful. It doesn’t see the light of day now but it does get worn often in the house when I need something comforting, warm and fun. I doubt I had a pattern. By the look of it I designed it myself.
I’ve got mums knittingneedles. They’re all over 40 years old now and still look expectant of what they might knit in the future. They don’t get used much by me as I tend to go for chunkier needles, I get impatient and want my knitting to grow quickly.
Knitting seems to be taking off again, people are doing it everywhere. There’s a group I go to in one of the pubs in town where most of us knit and chat, it’s a wonderful skill. These days I just knit scarves that rarely get finished.. It’s the process of knitting I enjoy. The restful contemplation I can do while my hands are busy in a repetitive behaviour (stop it.. I can hear the sniggles from here..).
If I was following a pattern or trying to complete something I don’t think I’d have the same peace of mind that I get with what I do now. Knitting is a tool I use to allow my mind the reflective space it needs.
Do you knit?
Would you wear something I knitted for you?
‘one of a pair of long needles used in knitting.’
(Have I misunderstood the dictionary? because of the way it’s written maybe it’s not one word.. hmm.. oops.. Too late now.. 😉
Knit along now to the AtoZchallenge to find out what other K’s of delight they have in store