My recent obsession with knitting has begun to take on a life of it's on. Several years ago I found myself immersed in quilting, which I still love to do, however, with my machine on the fritz I haven't pieced in quite some time, but at that time I decided I loved piecing quilts so much that I would probably never crochet again. I proceeded to gather up all my yarn. I filled a black garbage bag full and took it to my mother. She was glad to have it. She was the type who used whatever yarn she had on hand and made many colorful afghans. Now that she has passed away the yarn is at my dad's house.
I found myself in his house the other day going through her yarn to find bits and colors to fit a particular ongoing project that uses small amounts. I'm trying my best not to let that black garbage bag find it's way back home. I think I should just continue to pilfer---as needed.
While my mother taught me how to crochet at 15 she could never get knitting through my thick skull. I am slowly but surely improving. Learning to knit is like learning to play bridge. I have this over-whelming feeling that if I practice the rest of my life I'll never learn it all.
My son called Wednesday to let me know we have another grandchild on the way. The baby is due in September, so this gives me some elbow room. Ha! I'm such a procrastinator. Anyway, I'm going to try to knit this baby blanket. Let me know what you think. It says it's for the novice knitter. I hope that means beginner in the knitting world. I can already see I'll be using my friend "YouTube" often during this process.
Oh no, hubby just brought the mail in. This obsession could get out of hand.
I need to get my sewing machine fixed.
Pronto!!!
Have a wonderful weekend!!!