My friend Emma* taught me how to knit.
Neither one of us knew how, although we both knew crochet from our childhoods. But Emma learned to knit from a how-to-knit book (this was before YouTube was the big deal it is now). Basically, she taught herself to knit. When I expressed a desire to learn, she came over to my house one day and started to teach me.
I wish now that I could find my first piece and show you. It was crooked and had a hole (both typical rookie mistakes, as all knitters will immediately recognize). I used it to set plants on for a long time.
We have both moved beyond dropping stitches and cast-on-cast-off errors, but I will never forget her sharing with me the art of knitting.
Knitting and friendship go well together, I think. Emma and I have been friends for a very long time, and even though the miles have separated us for more than half our friendship, we are knit together at the heart.
Two book series about friendship and knitting:
Kate Jacobs' trilogy that begins with The Friday Night Knitting Club
Debbie Macomber's Blossom Street series
To read another story with Emma, click here.
___
* Name has been changed. I'm using Austenian pseudonyms, because it's actually rather fun. Emma Woodhouse from Jane Austen's Emma is one of my favorites. Not that this particular friend has tried to regulate my life as Emma did with Harriet, but you know, favorite friends get favorite Austen names.
To read the introductory post and find links for the whole #write31days series, click here.
2 comments:
I still have not learned to knit but I just wrote those series in my bullet journal to look for when I go to my used bookstore. I am enjoying your posts... what a great topic!
Oh, and did you see the link to the Lysa Terkeurst interview I shared today on FB? I thought about you when I posted it. She is so amazing!
Post a Comment