Brand Spankin' New Post!
Yay for inaugural posting!
Its supposed to be summer down here. Its more like a slightly milder incarnation of hell - weatherwise at least. Not conducive to knitting. Or knitting friendliness. Most of the time people see me knitting somewhere and I get stories about how their grandma knits or their aunt's friend in Phoenix crocheted a doily back in 1973. I get alot of people wanting to know what I'm making and how do I do that. Not in the summer. Almost overnight, people begin giving me curious glances bordering on incredulous. You can almost see people asking themselves "Is she insane? Knitting is for winter!"
I don't care.
I stay connected with my grandmother through knitting. I weather ribbing from my friends about how slowly I knit things and almost in the same breath, ask me what I'm going to knit for them. Its my own little culture. My relief from a world gone insane with hurry and rush. Anyway. I've got some stuff in progress. But no pictures as of yet. I'll work on that part.
Until then...
Its supposed to be summer down here. Its more like a slightly milder incarnation of hell - weatherwise at least. Not conducive to knitting. Or knitting friendliness. Most of the time people see me knitting somewhere and I get stories about how their grandma knits or their aunt's friend in Phoenix crocheted a doily back in 1973. I get alot of people wanting to know what I'm making and how do I do that. Not in the summer. Almost overnight, people begin giving me curious glances bordering on incredulous. You can almost see people asking themselves "Is she insane? Knitting is for winter!"
I don't care.
I stay connected with my grandmother through knitting. I weather ribbing from my friends about how slowly I knit things and almost in the same breath, ask me what I'm going to knit for them. Its my own little culture. My relief from a world gone insane with hurry and rush. Anyway. I've got some stuff in progress. But no pictures as of yet. I'll work on that part.
Until then...