I’m surrounded by knitters: experienced knitters, free-spirited knitters, thrifty knitters, picky knitters, even knitters that knit in church. Finally, all this knitting peer-pressure got to me, and I took the plunge into the world of needles and yarn.
I’ve been on this knitting adventure for a couple of months now. I know 3 different stitches (2 I learned on purpose, and 1 by accident). I can slip a stitch for the edges (which I think may be called “selvedge,” but I’m not too sure on that). I can cast on and off… if I have a diagram in front of me. I’ve given other novice knitters advice and showed someone how to do a stitch. I even joined the knitting group at my church.
So, when I finished my first scarf today, I was feeling pretty good. In fact, I felt like a “real” knitter. I decided I was ready to start my next project all on my own and began searching the internet for a pattern. I was wanting to knit my daughter a scarf, so I put something like “kid scarf knitting patterns” into the search engine. What came up were patterns for kids to knit… and I didn’t understand a word of them!
OK, not completely true. I understood enough to know they were way out of my league. “Cables?” Are you serious?! That put a bit of a pin in my big old knitting ego. Maybe I’ve still got a lot to learn from my knitter friends.
In the mean time, I did find a pattern I think I may be able to handle. And as long as I keep knitting, I think I’m a “real” knitter, even if I have no idea what “cable needle at front of work” means.
