Sunday, April 6, 2008

Learning How To Knit, Part Two: Asking For Help

Author: Administrator
Category: New Ways To Torture Myself, Something Else To Guard From The Cats

So despite the “assistance” of the cats yesterday, I was able to dive right in with my trusty knitting needles, yarn, and two knitting instruction books. And the most important thing I learned yesterday was, that I am apparently NOT a person who can learn how to knit from a book.

Fortunately I found a yarn store that was open today, where I planned to go and throw myself on their mercy, or quite possibly throw myself on the floor, whatever it took if only someone would please, please show me how to do a knit stitch.

Unfazed by my dramatic entrance (which apparently happens there quite a bit), the owner of the shop was more than happy to teach me the basics. Soon I was easily casting on, knitting, and binding off, right up until the time when I accidentally unraveled an entire row.

There was a knitting circle working in the store while I was there, and one of the nice ladies jumped right up to help me repair the damage.

“I do have a few holes here and there,” I said as she worked to recover my stitches.

“Oh no, honey,” The Nice Lady quickly corrected me. “Those aren’t holes. Those are design elements.”

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crse
April 7th, 2008 at 9:11 am

That’s awesome! I LOVED the photo essay yesterday. I just insert my work and my two year old and you have my life sunshine. I hope you hang with the nice ladies. You will be good for each other!

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