There is such a buzz from seeing a made thing appreciated by a child. Just a tiny little cat, knitted during eastenders, and left next to my bed for Abi to find in the morning, to joyous shrieks of 'at! 'at! 'at!'
The pleasure gained by both of us is out of all proportion to the effort involved. It doesn't even have a face, yet it has participated in many games today. Most requiring it to say hello a lot. And being stroked, and stroking abi's hair.
So instead of finishing that jumper, which really shouldn't take long, I find myself knitting a little lady to help look after the cat.
I wonder what she'll look like when she has a face and hair and arms. You can never tell.
Well, at the moment all the things I knitted for Abi last year fit perfectly. This means that soon, they won't fit at all! And so I'm getting started ahead of winter.
I always think I am rubbish at colour knitting. And I'm not great, but after the medieval knitting I feel empowered! And this is nice chunky yarn so I should be able to hack it! I did start regretting the intarsia pockets with stranded hearts, but I do like the result. I must not get distracted by other projects as this is all ad lib and I'll forgot my plans if I'm not careful.
Abi likes two pockets, so she can tuck both hands in. This yarn is nice and soft so I plan to attempt my first shawl collar...wish me luck!