Not that I've ever really knit before. A basic pair of mittens and scarf but really that's about it.
So, when Noah asked me to knit a scarf a couple of weeks ago I thought why not. He's always so appreciative and reminds me of his gratitude when he grabs it on his way out the door.
I'm a sewer. I love how quickly the needle zips along to form the seam of my pattern. I love that it can happen quickly and that even mistakes can be ripped out with a somewhat frustrated force, leaving the fabric ready to be re-sewn...and my patience renewed.
But I can't take the machine everywhere. I can't use it when it's not in the sewing room, with the needles, and buttons, and tape measure.
So, when Ben's parents were visiting awhile back, I handed a pattern over to his Mum and asked her what she thought. Two days later of off and on work and it was done. And I loved it.
So, when the news came of referrals actually starting up last week I had to do something. For me it's about planning and seeing tangible results and reminders of what is to come. So I picked up the same pattern, this time using larger needles and a thicker yarn. And I got to work. I climbed a learning curve and embraced it.
And when it was all done it just didn't look complete. Wonderfully exciting but not complete.
What better than a pair of baby legs to seal the deal, I thought.
I'll share more confessions of this PAP later.