It's a long time since I've done any knitting. My granny (Marraine Flore) was a constant knitter - jumpers, scarves, coats. Even in her old age, she was still knitting these little foot warmers that were impossible to walk with. She taught me how to knit (we also learned in primary school - I remember a scarf, but that's about it). And crochet too. Both very handy for making clothes for my dolls, Barbies primarily. And I knew how to crochet a rose. All skills long forgotten. I did knit a jumper or two when I first came to Ireland - an strawberry red cotton jumper comes to mind.
But why am I talking about knitting all of a sudden? Why not drawing, painting or opera? Well today I'm wearing a beautiful scarf knitted by a friend, Cathy (check out her blog: bake-a-yarn.blogspot.com). I love the colour of it, and the twist. And it reminded me of my knitting days.