Day Four: 31st March. Where are they now?
Whatever happened to your __________?
Write about the fate of a past knitting project. Whether it be something that you crocheted or knitted for yourself or to give to another person. An item that lives with you or something which you sent off to charity.
Ok, before I even begin telling my little project story, you should all go check out Wisdom Begins in Wonder's story for today. It's a moving tribute to her dad and the power that an item we've made can still have.
Alrighty. Well, this topic is going to force me to admit that most of the things I've made have gone somewhere into the ether. Well, not exactly. Mostly, until I started my etsy shop and subsequently, this blog, I never really took pictures and can barely remember all the things I've made, much less know where they are now! Plus, I have this weird thing where I forget stuff. Yup, whole events are just gone...weird. So, this feeds into some difficulty with today's topic. So I think I will take a slightly different approach and tell you about making my first project after re-learning to knit.
I bought some basic yellow yarn. Bright, happy, sunshiny. Just what I needed for my purposes. I was going to quit smoking. Successfully. This time. Mmmhmmm. Yup.
I started a rib knit scarf with my happy yarn and got down to business. I took that project everywhere! To class, to the bar, to the coffee shop. Everywhere. I knit when I wanted a cigarette, I knit when I could have cared less about a cigarette. I finished that scarf (two or three skeins later) in a matter of 2 or 3 days. I then immediately proceeded to make a hat (well I hadn't gotten through my cravings yet!). I knit that flat because I hadn't learned about knitting in the round yet and sewed it together. It was enormous! Way too big for my head. I think I hadn't learned about gauge yet either!
The funny thing is, that after all that work and angst, I never really wore either one of them. I think (key word think) that my friend Kara adopted one or both of them. Now Kara moved alot after that so where they are now is anyone's guess. I hope that wherever they are, they are keeping someone warm and giving them the courage to do something as difficult for them as quitting smoking was for me. Maybe one of my silent blog stalkers will have some insight into where these little guys ended up?
Ok, before I even begin telling my little project story, you should all go check out Wisdom Begins in Wonder's story for today. It's a moving tribute to her dad and the power that an item we've made can still have.
Alrighty. Well, this topic is going to force me to admit that most of the things I've made have gone somewhere into the ether. Well, not exactly. Mostly, until I started my etsy shop and subsequently, this blog, I never really took pictures and can barely remember all the things I've made, much less know where they are now! Plus, I have this weird thing where I forget stuff. Yup, whole events are just gone...weird. So, this feeds into some difficulty with today's topic. So I think I will take a slightly different approach and tell you about making my first project after re-learning to knit.
I bought some basic yellow yarn. Bright, happy, sunshiny. Just what I needed for my purposes. I was going to quit smoking. Successfully. This time. Mmmhmmm. Yup.
I started a rib knit scarf with my happy yarn and got down to business. I took that project everywhere! To class, to the bar, to the coffee shop. Everywhere. I knit when I wanted a cigarette, I knit when I could have cared less about a cigarette. I finished that scarf (two or three skeins later) in a matter of 2 or 3 days. I then immediately proceeded to make a hat (well I hadn't gotten through my cravings yet!). I knit that flat because I hadn't learned about knitting in the round yet and sewed it together. It was enormous! Way too big for my head. I think I hadn't learned about gauge yet either!
The funny thing is, that after all that work and angst, I never really wore either one of them. I think (key word think) that my friend Kara adopted one or both of them. Now Kara moved alot after that so where they are now is anyone's guess. I hope that wherever they are, they are keeping someone warm and giving them the courage to do something as difficult for them as quitting smoking was for me. Maybe one of my silent blog stalkers will have some insight into where these little guys ended up?
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I've met so many people who don't or haven't taken photos of their projects and it amazes me but I take photos of everything (I even have a photo of Alpaca poo in my Alpaca Farm Scrapbook -- yes, I'm that bad)
ReplyDeleteI hope this means you quit smoking. It's a terrible addiction and I give anyone who can quit and make it stick a world of credit.
Thank you for the kind words about my post today. I wish the world could have met my dad. Anyone who met him walked away with a smile and was inspired due to his positive outlook on life. He was such a fighter and loved life.