My beautiful late Granny showed my sister and I how to knit when we were still in our single digits (8 perhaps?). She was an amazing knitter, with beautiful tension consistancy and a can-do attitude (she was queen of unravelling and starting again!). I feel terrible because she gave up on me ever finishing this jumper I started 10 years ago. I miss her terribly (she was 97!) but when I knit I feel like I am keeping her alive in my heart. I look at my fingers as the knitting needles click and my mind jumps through all the memories, moments shared, jokes laughed over and the "Oh blast, dash it all- I'm going to have to pull this back!".
Here's where I am up to
|Just completed the front panel|
|This is the reason why I shelved it 10 years ago- couldn't cable!|
|This is where I am up to: sleeve 1|
|Back panel - only part I had completed before shelving!|
Here's what it is meant to end up looking like.
|From Patons Bluebell 5 ply|
I am such a scatterbrain, so my knitting patterns always end up scribbled on. Do you do the same thing?
What's the longest you have left a crafty project for before picking it up again?