Snow notwithstanding, the temperature is solidly spring for January. My neighbors and I stand at the end of our dead-end road, talking about the escalating price of food and raising kids, the random things that three tired parents share. It’s not cabin fever, not a chafing against the cold, not the dreariness of winter gone on too long. It takes me a little while to figure out what it is, and then I realize it’s nothing more than simple camaraderie.
So here’s the thing about knitting — I resisted knitting for so long because I considered knitting old-lady-ish, an occupation for those who had nothing better to do. Oh, how those sentiments smote me now. Sure, men knit, but knitting is generally the terrain of women. At work the other day, a stranger asked me about a fair isle sweater I had knit. Without thinking, I pulled off my sweater, flipped it inside out, and laid it on my desk. The two of us talked tension, seaming, yarn. Cables. The pleasures of putting your hands to wool.
“No two people knit alike, look alike, think alike; why should their projects be alike? Your sweater should be like your own favorite original recipes — like nobody else’s on earth.— Elizabeth Zimmermann
And a good thing too.”
5 thoughts on “Snow, Yarn, Patterns.”
You know I can never fail to comment on your knitting (I who am not a knitter). Such a beautiful sweater!
Thank you. (Some great free tutorials out there for learning how to knit, too. :))
Beautiful sweater, Brett – the colors and the pattern! I’m in as of people who can knit items such as this:)
Thank you so much! Really, knitting is so much fun and pleasure. 🙂
Hope you’re staying warm!
*awe* NOT ‘as’