knit one, purl two
I'm teaching myself how to knit. I must have some sort of residual knitting memory as I have vague notions of grammy handing me an awful olive color ball of yarn 25 or so years ago and trying to teach me. Best as I recall, her assessment was that my southpawedness prevented me from manipulating the yarn the way it needed to be manipulated to make the requisite stitches. This time around, figuring out the stitches hasn't been all that hard. I've knit and purld my little brain out. Sometimes, especially if it's been several days between sessions, I forget how to get started and have to dig out those knitting books I've had checked out of the library for the past 4-5 months.
I've mastered enough of the basics that I splurged and bought myself this
cool little box set. It's been tough to move to the round needles-- my stitches tend to get stuck where the needle joins the monofilament type substance. Maybe I'll figure out a better technique or maybe I just need better needles, but this is a great kit for a new knitter... and a bunch of fun.
