My mom knits a lot, and she makes beautiful things. She goes in waves of different hobbies, but it seems like when she's in her knitting wave there isn't a time when she doesn't have the needles in her hands. She can knit a little baby sweater in next to no time at all. Surrounded by all of her talent for so many years, I was never interested in knitting.
Now my sisters-in-law knit a lot too. They learned at Young Women's last year, and basically haven't put it down since. They've each knit a couple of nice looking scarves, and this year I decided I wanted to do the same. It was a very quick decision I made. I said I wanted to learn, then I took Elizabeth to Micheal's, got some yarn and needles, and away I went. That was on Thursday evening. By Saturday evening I had half a ball of wool done, but got it so twisted and has added so many extra stitches that I decided to undo the whole thing and start again. I didn't put it down all weekend. On Tuesday I took it on our road trip to Lacombe, and got a lot done there. By Thursday I was done, and it took me a couple days to remember to take it to mom and dad's to have Elizabeth teach me to cast off and finish it up. By the weekend though I had a brand new scarf, and I love it to pieces. Knitting is so much fun, and if enjoying it makes me an old lady, then I don't want to be young again!
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