My mother Mazzy is quite the accomplished knitter, so it only made sense to ask her to teach me. So she found some wool from a discarded project and showed me how to knit. That was three years ago. The scarf project I tackled turned into a long snakey mess. Thanks to two of my work mates, the brainwave idea was born to stitch the thing down the ends so it would stay FLAT (a phenomenon previously damn near impossible!) and get some contrasting thread to do something fun with. So now I have a new scarf that is SO warm, and might actually get some wear out if it, three winters after I started it! Knitting is HARD!
