After reading last nights’ post, a friend said my first knitting endeavor looked kind of like The 10 Commandments. Although I’m sure God was less distracted and His rows were very even, I have continued to learn some lessons from knitting.
I’ve looked at a lot of web sites and knitting blogs. I’ve learned that pearl is spelled purl. And I’ve learned that the world is full of overachieving knitters.
I watched a video of a guy knitting while playing the drums. I’ve read about people who wear port-a-pocket pouches so they can knit while walking on the treadmill or jogging.
Considering the troubles I have just putting down my needles and walking to the door, I’ve ruled that one out.
I found this book to be particularly Texas appropriate. This is considered a classic among knitters, proving that real men do knit. I ‘m pretty sure if I tried this (the knitting while riding a horse part) it would give new meaning to Back in the Saddle Again and again and again.
I loved the saying I read on one guy’s t-shirt: Man enough to knit. Strong enough to purl. Haven’t seen any of those here at the drill site yet.
I found out that there’s a technique called psso where you slip a stitch and pass over it to create a hole. For some knitters, this is a skill and they do it on purpose.
For me, it comes naturally and at the most unexpected times.
I often slip stitches, making holes. I usually don’t realize I’ve dropped a stitch until 10 or 15 rows later. Sometimes I unravel row after row and make it right.
This takes a me quite a long time since I can hardly get the little loops back on the needle before they drop down a few more rows, kind of like a knitting version of Tetris.
The second thing I made was a scarf for Henry. It didn’t start out to be a scarf for Henry, but I cast on too many stitches and only had 1 skein of yarn.
Henry is the only one small enough for such a short scarf.
As you can see, it’s actually more like a dog-shawl, kind of wide for a scarf. I think there’s a lesson in proportions here somewhere.
Uncertain about what to make next, I decided on little squares.
I made a good number of these, 20 maybe.
Then I realized I don’t know how to whipstitch and all the edges are so tight I can’t really see any way to fasten them together.
Undaunted, I continued to make new little squares, each with a different knit/purl pattern. There are other stitches like the warp and the weft. I have no idea what they are so I’m sticking with knit and purl.
Clearly, I’m an under-acheiving knitter.
Maybe eventually I’ll get restless and decide to make something other than long rows and little squares. Until then, I’m content.
I’ve decided it’s OK to do things for the pure pleasure of the moment without having a single thing to show for it. That’s a bit radical for me, but I’m liking it.
I’m not ashamed to say that I joyfully knit nothing.