My Cindy taught me how to knit. I threw that first scarf across the room more times than it deserved. I kept knitting into the loop a the beginning of each new row and I had no idea why my scarf kept getting bigger and bigger. CRAZYMAKING. I don’t do that anymore.
Cindy taught me how to knit Dutch Style (lever/Irish Cottage) with one needle shoved in my armpit. People comment on it whenever I knit in public. Like the Hipster that I am.
What do you love that you wish you had a regular relationship with it? Besides me.
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