Legacy

Both my grandmothers sew or sewed. One grandmother also cross-stitched, did chicken scratch, embroidered, crocheted and quilted.



My mother sews, embroiders, cross-stitches, quilts and can crochet.




All that needlecraft legacy lay dormant in me. To date I have made 1 doll, 1 shorts set never worn and a smattering of cross stitch pictures and ornaments.



So, I decided that it was time to learn to knit. That would be my thing. No one else knits in the family that I know of, except great Aunt Foy, and that was two branches up and 1 over in the family tree.



Today I took my lesson. When I walked in that shop I was entranced. Yarns of every color and texture filled ceiling to floor bins. Bag handles hung on racks in anticipation of being added to knitted and felted bags. Sleeveless sweaters and shorts graced a child sized mannequin next to an adult sized mannequin sporting a cable knit sweater in a yummy soft angora like yarn. There were blankets, throws and scarves.


Called Knitch, it is a place of unlimited possibilities.


I was hooked.




Nell, my instructor, came over and helped me pick out some wool and recommended the circular needles. I was going to do a scarf, but she said a small bag I admired would be a good beginner project, and we were off.

Below is how far I got, with help from Nell. At this point I've done say 2/3 of the work, she did the critical 1/3: casting on, more than half the 10 inches needed for the bottom of the bag and showed me how to turn from that base to work on the sides.

Maybe I'll find a place in the family needlecraft legacy, after all.