Well, she’s knitting. Given that it was some sadistic nuns who beat the knowledge of it into her, she’s pretty damn bored.
I made her a hat last winter that she really loves. I made a blue one for a friend and she loved it so much- she put it on and started dancing around the house- so I made her one in a tweedy bright red- Tahki Donegal if I remember correctly. She’s been wanting a big scarf and I thought Noro Silk Garden in colourway 84- a gorgeous variegated red with some green.
And then, she drops the big bomb- she wants me to set her up for a scarf. Just a simple 2x2 rib...but its Noro so its gorgeous. And she’s knitting away. She’s onto her third skein already and- get this- she’s using circulars! I’m so proud.
I think I sold her on knitting with the possibility of always having something to do. Is there anything more terrifying than being idle?