I have been told that I am a grandma. As if I didn't know that already. Yes, I go to bed at ten o'clock every night and I take metamucil. So, what? I am well rested and not to mention regular ( I apologize if this grosses anyone out, I'm just being honest). But this is not what I wanted to talk about.
About 9 years ago someone whisked me away to the world of knitting. I have never been the same since. The clanking of knitting needles has become a gentle music to my ears and the thought of a finished product only fans the flame.
Recently I happened upon this website: http://www.ravelry.com/. A knitters dream. This website is full of patterns, forums, yarns and so many other delightful things. A community of people who love to create has been made through this website. How beautiful, really.
I often wondered what makes knitting so attractive to me. I have concluded that I love to create things. I love to create and give that away. What harm is there in that?
Grandmahood. Maybe, but I don't mind.
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Can you make hats?
ReplyDeleteI can only make scarves, or really anything that is rectangular in shape. I'm working on a fuzzy dark green scarf to go along with my coat right now. Its really soft, like angora.
Jani, you are...my knitting idol. And I love your grandma-ish-ness. I think being a grandma is becoming trendy. Making cupcakes and knitting and wearing big glasses. :) And I'm excited to check out that link! I trust & adore your style. C'est bon. Mmmm.
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