The early summer wasn’t the only surprise I had this week.
This book was bought in a bookshop in Tonbridge. A floor to ceiling of books, bookshop. A, books in every nut and cranny possible, bookshop. A quaint, but the space is probably substantial if the books towering everywhere didn’t close the place in, bookshop. Such a small and full bookshop that you fear anyone coming the other way for you’ll have to awkwardly breathe in, despite it making you bigger, and squeeze past each other, risking books flying everywhere, bookshop.
Places like that are true gems.
And it’s still on giving..
While reading on my knitting blanket in the garden, completely engrossed, I turned the page and a sheet of paper was neatly folded and tucked into the margin.
I like to believe someone left a note for the future. I like to believe a whole fairy tale of things that I won’t list, but yes, some of the stories include a secret agent.
I think it was actually someone working out a Christmas card.
Bahar O N
N O E L
A L I C E
A true treasure from the past.
I slipped it back into my book and continued reading.
I could be cruel and post photos of me in sunny Morocco from a long two weeks ago, while it’s currently snowing outside, and that dark temptation played on my mind for a long while.
Instead I listened to the angel on my right shoulder and have decided to share my blanket I’ve been knitting for a few years.
Imagine your face being stroked by the soft material, seeing as it can’t be by the sun.
I am not a consistent knitter. It’s for me when my fingers are jittery but I don’t want a big project. Also, tends to be when I’m in a bit of a slump and am trying to comfort myself with creative things.
This blanket is like an old friend. I’m not consistent but the blanket is.
Hi, my names Emily (Hi Emily) and I’m not a consistent knitter. Woah, glad to get that off my chest. Behind the scenes of my blog I do projects which I haven’t shared. Obviously people don’t do things just to show them to the world, and this is one said project.. Even though I have now decided to share it.. I started this blanket maybe about less than a year ago, and I go back to it on and off. I’m never a consistent knitter, I admit it, forgive me.
I’m no expert in knitting, I don’t claim to be and I don’t aim to be. I really enjoy it and that’s the end. I’m a fidget, I’m anxious most of the time, I like making things, and I like a blanket. That’s my thought process.
I went back to knitting a little while ago and made some ugly things to get used to it again, but this was my attempt at making something nice. It’s definitely not finished yet – to be honest its finished when I say it’s finished, there’s no plan – but the process is a nice, relaxed one. I buy random wool from charity shops, and I add it on. That being said I would like to get it done by the winter, but I’m not putting that pressure on myself.
Can you be pumped for a knitted blanket?! I certainly am. Epitome of wild here. Anyway, thanks for reading and have a wonderful day!
After trying knitting again after 10 years, I’m still in the stage of learning. I’ve completely embraced all the mistakes I’ve made and how misshaped this is. This will be the most imperfect and strange looking blanket, and it’s going to be great, right up my street.
I’m enjoying knitting, it’s relaxing. I’m not sure if I will ever learn to knit perfect little jumpers and booties for future nieces and nephews, I’ll leave that to my Nan. While I knit them ugly blankets. Thought that counts, right? The pink knitting needles says it all really.
I am getting better though! Result!
10 years ago, at 14, I used to get blisters on my fingers from guitar. Now I get them from knitting.
The last time I knitted I was 13 years old.. I think, I can’t fully remember. It wasn’t like I made a decision to wait 10 years to knit again and made a mental note of the date. I learnt to knit when I was really young, from my Nan (and her sister once, but she knitted left handed and completely confused me). She used to do the first line for me, and then I would knit away till I had done a tiny scarf. She corrected any mistakes.
It was always a plan to start knitting again. Just one of those ‘yeah I wanna get back at that’ things, that I kept putting aside, without even realising. So this piece I knitted is me learning again.
It’s a complete mess. And it’s perfect.
I had never cast on myself before, so I had to teach myself, with Google’s help of course. I had never cast off before either. I remembered how to knit though, whoopie! But you can see in the photo that is went completely misshaped, and I blame wanting to knit in the dark. I just knitted, I didn’t think. I embraced every mistake because I only wanted to learn it again. Oh it was great. *ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED knitted something crap while watching youtube*
Though it does look like the start to a beanie, which is pretty cool.
Tomorrow I will reveal what I plan to do with my masterpiece.