flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
I have the next segment sort of, I just need to figure out the joke part. Until then, a new hobby!
So on the 29th I decided to teach myself to knit.
It was a thing I had been meaning to learn for years and years and years, but I was at a Joann’s and I saw needles and I knew I had a longish drive (in the backseat, I’m not crazy) to a New Year’s party ahead of me, so. . .
So this was swatch 1, which went on for another few rows before I decided to start over with a fancier cast on.
Swatch 2! In which I attempted seed stitch and ribbing and lost track of which side I was on and eventually realized what I was doing wrong re: purling all along.
AND THEN I JUMPED IN WITH BOTH FEET. Really, the only surprise here is that I even kind of practiced first.
I am definitely learning as I go and doing things potentially backasswards, but I’m pretty pleased with this leaf-edged shawlette fragment.