My girlfriend, Missy, recently taught me how to knit. And I like it … but don’t love it yet. She, on the other hand LOVES it … and I can see why. It is a luxurious feeling to have soft cotton/wool yarn pass through your finger tips … to create something useful out of natural woven fibers … to focus your attention on a craft as though it were a meditation … to simply flick your wrist and wind together knotted stitches that when formed together create a gorgeous, wearable work-of-art. She does that. Often.
Me? Well, I have stitched about 4 inches of a project … and am in no hurry to stitch more. When Missy comes around, I pick it up so that we can knit together. It feels good to work on the same craft while chatting together. Sadly, I never last long. I need more instant gratification than knitting has yet to provide me. I would like that to change though. I would sincerely love to knit as well as she does – and recognize that one can only do so if one practices often. Perhaps someday.
For now – I am simply admiring her work … and am in love with the beauty that she creates with some needles and fingers.
Thanks for sharing your work Missy. It truly is a joy to watch.