knit, knit, knit, knit, knit, knit, knit...
pushing, turning, pulling & pushing again.
the cadence sooths and comforts.
the timeless, ancient monotony of the movements.
i find camaraderie in doing the work.
it's like looking into a mirror, from a mirror.
you can see the one before...
and the one before her.
an unbroken thread back through time connecting every maker.
stitch by stitch we weave the fabric that encompasses our lives, our families.
the millions of stitches i will make in my life.
the fabric i will create.
sturdy fabric for duty.
solid stitches parked tightly one next to another... little guardians against the cold of the prairie.
wisps of lace for pleasure, the airy stitches begetting a lofty cloud of comfort and luxury.
scarves, hats, mittens, slippers, shawls, throws...
tiny little bits for babies and big, long scarves for uncles.
toys and baubles, adornments and accouterments.
fabric to clothe, decorate and delight.
