On Growing Up and Knitting

Coffee shop post
So I'm sitting and knitting.  Sometimes I do stand, a little more challenging.  A little silly at my coffee shop, but perfectly acceptable at my knitting group.  Anyway I was thinking about how a new project takes awhile to get to know. The intimate details of how the yarn will knit up is a bit of a mystery sometimes especially if you like to change the pattern a bit like I do.  I find you have to spend some time with it to get the flow.  That of course got me thinking of an analogy.  Knitting is like growing up.  You need to make a few mistakes to understand what you're all about. So back to knitting I realized after undoing my work for the third time, I now have the patience for pulling out my work.  I have developed the fortitude to withstand the humiliation of a mistake.  Does that mean I finally have grown up?  Hmmmmmm.

My tuesday night knitting group was last night.  Even though I was only there for a short time and only knit 4 rows,  it feels great to hang out with the like minded,  all creating something beautiful together.   They are a pretty special group of women and men, all from different backgrounds all supportive and caring.  It's more like a support group, but very positive.  Where we knit we are surrounded by a rainbow of fibres.  Last night I saw some Canadian Bison yarn.  Cool.