Knitting, the (not so) forgotten art.

Knitting is having a revival in the past few years, mostly due to yarn companies developing new and exciting wool each year. Like the latest, net yarn varieties. Most of these seasonal knitters are confined to knitting scarfs and other small projects.

I have been knitting way before it was popular, but how did my journey start?

My grandmother taught us all to knit and crochet when we were young, but this talent laid latent until I reached St. 8 (Grade 10 these days). At that stage, my mother acquired a few Angora rabbits and was spinning the wool herself. The promise was there that we will each get a jersey, made from this gorgeous, soft wool. I just could not wait to get mine, so I volunteered to knit my own jersey. And the rest, they say, is history.

Through the years, knitting became my hobby and therapy. I gained a lot of experience through mistakes, but do feel that I can call myself an expert knitter today. I have a repertoire of jerseys, scarf, mittens and gloves, blankets and even bags to proof it. Yet it does not end.

When I realised I do not have enough closet space to keep on knitting for myself, I turned to friends and family. There are a few people out there who are lucky enough to own a “Handmade by Juanita” article. I image they are wearing it proudly.

People used to think it strange that such a young person, as me, would sit and knit, but I’m sure our Grandmothers were young when they started to knit. It is not the type of thing you start do when you are older. However it may be, we are all getting older and my hobby is becoming more appropriate for my age, or something to that effect. If you are looking for me, I’ll be on the porch.