It Was Only A Craft Show!

I took to knitting like a spider to spinning. I loved it. I loved touching the yarn. I loved the gadgets. I loved all the different kinds of needles I could find on e-bay and in craft stores. I loved the patterns and started collecting them and binding them before I ever believed I could knit them. I knit loads of scarves, lots of hats , mittens, socks, purses, purses, purses (all felted, of course), a summer top, shawls, kids' sweaters. When I learned my brother was expecting twins, I went crazy with booties, caps, anything tiny that could be knit up in an evening.
I learned the lingo. I have a "stash." I've had to "frog" my work. I can pm, ssk, ktbl, ptbl, yo, and m1. It's like another language, and I love it. I find I even like winding balls of yarn! Instead of dreading the monotony of garter stitch, I've decided to enjoy the process that lets me feel constructive yet allows me the luxury you might feel staring at a fire or watching waves washing up on the beach. It's calming. It's peaceful. It is rejuvinating.
And not a little bit time-consuming.
But now that I'm a little older (I turned 50!), I try to enjoy the moment. These are the good ol' days.
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