Lesson in 10 pictures

I will just start by saying, I am a monogamous knitter, I just am, just as I am a slow poke English knitter. I’ve tried to be the opposite of these two things and it just takes away the joy of making for me. I have tried to start multiple projects but the guilt, stress and loss of interest in juggling wips is enough to have me sit and do nothing.

I have tried to “speed” myself up continentally and have come to understand, I don’t want to speed up the process, I like the slow build, I like the mediative movements, the even stitches and few hiccups I encounter because I am focused and paying attention. For these same reasons I am also not a public/social knitter, and that is OK, we are all OK, no matter what your preferences (in tools, habits, yarn choices or projects) as long as you are making what makes you feel good, you are perfect, don’t let anyone tell you different.

The yarn was 2 years in stash holding, a souvenir from Boston, and a little more rustic (aka scratchy) than I usually like, but I fell hard for the color and the idea that this wool would at some point become something wonderful.

Yes, it’s a little weird shaped, sure, I’ve never made, let alone worn an A-line cowl, but I was 100% committed to trying. While I’m still not sure I love this or hate this or if I can even comfortably wear it without being smothered (I might be a legit itchy hot mess), it felt good to try something new, push my boundaries, refine my opinions, expand my cold weather wearables and inch just a little closer to knowing and understanding what makes me happy.