Four Reasons Why Knitting Is Good For You

Not so long ago, I went into my colleagues’ office and declared I was going to propose a research project for an upcoming professional learning day.

“Who’s going to join my project on Knitting for Mindfulness and Community Connection?” I asked.

Surprisingly (or, hopefully, unsurprisingly), I had a lot of support. The only down side is that I’m pretty sure Knitting for Mindfulness and Community Connection is not a priority in a school. People tend to want to focus on topics such as curriculum or anything related to the whole teaching process. You know, the actual focus of a school. It’s a shame, because I reckon my project would do a lot of good. Continue reading

I’m Knitting it for Myself

There’s a duet of questions you get asked whenever someone discovers you knitting and it goes a little like this:

“What are you knitting?”

Every knitter loves hearing this question – it’s exciting to be able to share our obsessive habit crafty skills with people, mainly in the hopes that we’ll induct them into the Secret Society of Knitters and thereby advance our plan of introducing world peace by getting everyone to sit down and knit.

Preferably with a cuppa.

Or wine and cheese; we’re pretty flexible that way. Just… don’t bring your lacework or fair isle to these ones. And… possibly expect to un-do a lot of the knitting you do at these ones. Actually, it might be best to stick with tea. Continue reading

Playing with Dolls

For a moment there, I considered starting this post in mysterious fashion, talking about how my latest sewing project isn’t going to be for me and should take less time because I’ll be sewing for someone a lot smaller than me.  Two smaller someones, in fact.

Then I realised everyone would probably think I was pregnant with twins, so I decided to give the cryptic approach a miss and come straight out with it: I’m going to play with dolls. Continue reading

Lost Stitches and Found Photos

Things have been a little quiet around here lately and a lot of the blame can be laid at the doorstep of a huge change I’m doing my best to ignore.  I mean, moving house isn’t that big a deal, is it?  It pretty much happens by itself, right?

Oh, but it doesn’t and I don’t know where to start (despite moving four times in the past ten years).  So I’ve been burying myself in knitting and denial, both of which are progressing splendidly.

In fact, the knitting is going so splendidly that I’m currently in the middle of this: Continue reading

This Week

If you asked me to tell you what the past week has been about, I would probably say ‘knitting’.  Or, more likely, KNITTING OH MY GOODNESS IT NEVER ENDED.  And even though the knitting was worked in amongst some pretty awesome other things, it was always there.  Always sitting there, with its deadline lingering somewhere close.

But I am here to tell you that I met that deadline.  In fact, I took it by surprise and arrived a day early, which is always irritating to every host who is not expecting you for twenty-four hours and is still in the middle of preparations.  Alas, I did not care, as I had finished my dad’s present and now had some free time in which to revel in this joyous feeling.

I made use of said free time by switching back to one of my other knitting projects because it turns out that too much knitting is never enough.

When I wasn’t knitting, however, I had a chance to visit some op shops and find a couple of treasures that just beg to be shared.  So here they are.

Firstly, we have this knitting book from the 1960s, which I found in an op shop in Rye.  Not just any knitting book.  Oh no.  It’s…  Well, have a look for yourselves. Continue reading