I think it was three years ago that I got my first pair of knitting needles, but the desire to knit came much earlier. When I first came to Bethlehem Baptist Church, I was a little surprised at all the sewers and knitters during the Wednesday evening service. Usually, Pastor John was going through one of the seminars, and women all around would listen while making beautiful creations.
Ever since that time, I wanted a knitting basket. Yep, you heard me – a knitting basket. Before one can start knitting, there needs to be a way to transport [and contain] the goodness. So, when I was in Zambia in 2005, I brought back several baskets – rectangle ones, oval ones, ones with lids and ones without, big ones and small ones, and they all have handles. (Actually, I think I only brought back four, but they do match those descriptions!) So, Step #1 to becoming a knitter was complete!
Then, for Christmas in 2006, I got my first pair of knitting needles. Step #2 – check!
And it’s been downhill ever since. I’ve made blankets, shawls, hats, dish cloths, scarves, and baby hoodie-sweaters. (That’s not to say that all of those are good, but I’ve made them nonetheless).
Knitting is fun for many reasons. It provides something for my fidgety fingers to do. It offers fairly instant gratification (depending on a few factors). The possibilities are endless with all the fun yarn and patterns out there. You don’t have to have a pattern, or you can improvise patterns (my favorite – what fun is cooking or knitting if the recipes and patterns can’t be improvised?!). It’s fun to give homemade gifts.