Stitch ‘n’ Bitch

I went to my first group knitting activity (that wasn’t a class)!  I don’t know how fond they’ll be of my blog title, but I think it’s a clever name for a knitting group, so I’m using it!

I had a nice Friday evening with my mother, my sister, and their little knitting group.  They regularly get together on Friday nights at Black Locust Farm in Lodi, OH to work on ongoing projects, start new ones, and catch up on life and needlecrafts.

The owner of the shop is there to facilitate if there are any group knitting projects that multiple people are working on or if there are any knitting emergencies to diagnose or gauge measuring to do.  Obviously, she’s open for business as well, offering a VAST selection of luxurious yarns and various other notions (including spinning accessories!).

It was a nice, leisurely visit with no pressure to produce or perform.  One prolific needlecrafter had recently completed a Tunisian crocheted shawl that she brought to share with the group.  The owner was working on a complicated project that she ended up frogging most of due to a mistake borne out of sleep deprivation (she’s also a nurse, in addition to owning and running the LYS).  I was able to quietly knit my sweater, feeling no pressure or discomfort at being the newbie knitter or newbie to the group.

I wish I’d thought to take some pictures of the wonderful fibers and final products that are displayed throughout the shop, but I guess that means you’ll have to stop by and see for yourself.

oops

So, I was pretty excited because I’d made time at work to knit again and then I did this.

Halp!  What’d I do??  This is where I joined in a new skein of yarn.  Is this gap just loose or did I eff something up?  This is when I need my knitting whizzes to do a knit clinic for me.    The pics aren’t great, but if someone has wisdom to share, please do!

fizzled out

So, I’ve been on a knitting break.  Not forced, and not voluntary, exactly, but I lost my drive for some reason.  I was so excited and so *ready* and so… something and then it just left me.  Life interrupted at first, as it so readily does, but after that it was more of a continued fizzle.

The good news is that I’ve been missing it recently, so I’m sure I’ll be back to it soon.