I haven’t knitted since I became a weaver. So that’s what? Three years? Four? Not really a conscious thing, but weaving was intended as a knitting replacement so it makes sense.
Then a colleague picked up my last knitted scarf one day and suddenly I found myself with a knitting commission! (I’m being traded home smoked bacon….yaaay!)
But it’s weird. I can cast on with my eyes closed. I can knit and purl with my eyes closed. Like, if you put needles and yarn in front of me I’m just going to start aknittin’ somet’ing. And it feels goooood.
So, I’m knitting. With pink cotton. A matching mum and bub scarf set (of all things). Photos will follow.