{January 13, 2011}

Back in 2004, if memory serves, I had a bone biopsy in Portland coming up and I wanted something to do while we drove up, and then while we waited before the procedure. I decided to teach myself how to knit and bought a simple kit of needles (aluminum ones that I cannot wield to save my life), doohickies, stitch holders, gauge, and some yarn. I also grabbed a book and watched videos on the internet. **Side note--when I was younger my grandma taught me how to crochet a bit, however I'd lost all memory of how to do this, sadly.** By the time the trip came I was knitting away, thankful for the distraction. I still love knitting, although I'm slow in that I'll get too tired or bored with a project only to put it away for a later date. Of course the slow knitting "disease" does not dissuade me from coveting--and buying--beautiful yarn even without having a project in mind. This gorgeous mohair wool yarn comes from Persimmon Tree Farm and was purchased after Megan chose it for some fingerless gloves she wants me to knit her. I started the gloves the other night but soon realized they would be too small width-wise. I then ripped it all out and began again this time altering the pattern in hopes that these will fit just right. The color is stunning, in my opinion, and should Megan decide these are "too itchy" for her--as I'm guessing she will say when they're completed despite her saying they feel fine now--I will happily take them.

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