Anyone who has ever knitted a prayer shawl knows it is an undertaking, to say the least. Well, I should qualify that by saying I chose a size yarn and needles that would never make for a quick knit.
I've spent the past month on a prayer shawl that I am making for my mom. It is not difficult, but I did manage to make it incredibly time-consuming. Add to the level of time involved, I've had to rip back twice and start anew.
The first time was due to a series of dropped stitches. The second, while fixing dropped stitches, I lost several rows down. Rather than going through the rigamarole of trying to reset the stitches I just decided to pull back and start over. Well, 3 rows turned into about 12-15. What frustration!
Anyway, I'm back at it today, started again at break. I think taking the couple of days off to play with crocheting granny squares helped me. The shawl needs to be a thoughtful and meaningful knit, not one of frustration. It is a silly thought, but I believe that any negativity associated with its creation would come across in the garment. Yes, silly but hey that's how I roll...haha.
I love knitting. I love doing things with my hands. What an odd experience it is at the age of 40 to suddenly find myself enjoying handmade after years and years of being a person who loves doing things on computer. I'm experiencing a renaissance I suppose. A rebirth of sorts. I'm going through a time in my life where time is what I want to spend on things. Ironic I guess since time seems to be something I have little to spend. But, while I'm in good health, I want to spend time filling my life with things that bring me joy. Not all of the time, but most of it if I can. And, it should be noted that by joy I mean joy in little things. The mundane things of life that while insignificant do have value to those that count.
Thanks for reading these random and likely very silly thoughts. I appreciate anyone hearing what nonsense comes from my brain.
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