This past week I have continued to work on a size two sweater. I am now about half way up into the sleeves of the front, I decided to put some shocking pink every fourth row.
Over the past several weeks, I have learned how to use a knitting machine, and while I am getting better, I still prefer my good old trusty knitting needles and the yarn aisle(s) at the (craft) store. There is something about the motion and the rhythm of it that is comforting, and is very familiar to me. Yeah I can whip out three or more sweaters on a knitting machine in a day, but it really doesn’t mean much to me, where as if I spend a week on a blanket for a friend’s new foster baby, that means so much more than just some machine knit garment or blanket. I also enjoy hand knitting the sweaters and hats for kids in need. when I make an entire project by hand, I am putting the time, the effort, and love into each one for the child who will receive it. Learning how to use a knitting machine has really helped me appreciate what I learned how to do by hand over fifteen years ago.