I did it! I can now purl knit purl knit purl (otherwise known as seed stitch!) to my heart's content! And boy is it content now that I know how. I simply read along (once again) in my knitting book about purling. What I wasn't doing was moving the lose yarn to the front when I was purling, and then back to the back to knit... instead I was just leaving it there and creating a mess.
I think this morning I will knit at the coffee shop while I wait for my friend.Though I wish I was going to Sugar Browns, we will be going to Daybreak. I wish I was going to Sugar Browns because I briefly spoke to a guy there the other day who had sheep! He commented on my dog Shep, a Great Pyrenees, and about how he kept them with the sheep. If only I had not been so distracted- could have gotten me some wool!!
I can't wait to be able to make a sweater.
Each stitch means something. Whether it is a shield against tears, whether it is a gate against anger, or whether it is hope that I have a future and something to offer. Each stitch is carefully looked at and planned and appreciated.
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Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
purling away
I cannot do seed stitch. I just cannot. I can knit. I can purl. I can do "stocking" but I have spent hours today trying to do the seed. Is it seed stitching? Is it stiching seed? I don't even know the terminology usage! Either way, I have tried using different needles, different yarn. I have used the thickest yarn I can- which is what all knitters I know recommend for beginners! I need help.
He said, "Knit one, purl two, that's how the story goes, huh?" (a client at work)
Earlier when I was practicing stocking, I thought of my cousin. Whenever I do purl I think of her. Her birthday is in April, and the pearl is her birthstone.
I met with my friend tonight for coffee before work. She is a knitter and invited me to my first (and only, so far) knit nite. It's on Tuesday evenings. It was surreal the night I went there. I showed up with my few skews of yarn and crochet and knitting needles. I was working on a hat; and I was crochetting it, not knitting. There were about 15 women there, mostly middle aged, so younger some older, and they all seemed dear friends. They were all what I'd call Southern. I could not help but laugh at the typicality (is this a word, well it is now!) of the situation, especially when someone mentioned being SLUTS... Southern Ladies Under Tremendous Stress! I laughed out loud.
They were real knitters. One woman was making a doll! Several, shawls and blankets. My friend, was knitting socks. I wasn't even knitting, but crochetting. I showed them what I called my "ghetto" hat... the first knit hat I had made! They laughed, but out of joy, and said, "It's a start!" Now I have circular needles (I didn't say I was an expert at them yet) to bring to the group, and now that I am starting anew and getting out more, I will go again. Not this Tuesday, but next.
The book is wonderful. My plan is to practice each stitch as it is introduced in the book. I am stuck at seed. I want to learn to spin. I need wool! If anyone knows the direction in which to go... point!
He said, "Knit one, purl two, that's how the story goes, huh?" (a client at work)
Earlier when I was practicing stocking, I thought of my cousin. Whenever I do purl I think of her. Her birthday is in April, and the pearl is her birthstone.
I met with my friend tonight for coffee before work. She is a knitter and invited me to my first (and only, so far) knit nite. It's on Tuesday evenings. It was surreal the night I went there. I showed up with my few skews of yarn and crochet and knitting needles. I was working on a hat; and I was crochetting it, not knitting. There were about 15 women there, mostly middle aged, so younger some older, and they all seemed dear friends. They were all what I'd call Southern. I could not help but laugh at the typicality (is this a word, well it is now!) of the situation, especially when someone mentioned being SLUTS... Southern Ladies Under Tremendous Stress! I laughed out loud.
They were real knitters. One woman was making a doll! Several, shawls and blankets. My friend, was knitting socks. I wasn't even knitting, but crochetting. I showed them what I called my "ghetto" hat... the first knit hat I had made! They laughed, but out of joy, and said, "It's a start!" Now I have circular needles (I didn't say I was an expert at them yet) to bring to the group, and now that I am starting anew and getting out more, I will go again. Not this Tuesday, but next.
The book is wonderful. My plan is to practice each stitch as it is introduced in the book. I am stuck at seed. I want to learn to spin. I need wool! If anyone knows the direction in which to go... point!
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