This notebook was supposed to be the start of a new chapter in my knitting.
Multnomah was a bit of a fluke. The idea came to me as I was laying in bed, trying to decide what to do with a special skein of yarn. After its release I wanted to design more, but Multnomah was a bit overwhelming. I honestly thought no one would be interested in my pattern but suddenly I was answering questions from all around the world and helping people make modifications to the pattern.
Last summer pattern ideas started coming to me again. While on vacation a design, which I had been thinking about for a few weeks but wasn’t getting anywhere on, popped into my head, fully formed. I was so excited by it. It wanted to be knit. The next day, in Albuquerque, I bought this little notebook. That night I sketched the design out, wrote down a couple pages of notes so I wouldn’t forget a single detail, and bought the yarn online.
I never got around to knitting it.
Last fall was draining. Between school, a promotion at work, and upheaval in my personal life I did something I never thought I would do: I stopped knitting. What was once a comforting, leisurely activity turned into something where I couldn’t escape my thoughts and feelings. It actually made things worse.
As my future became clearer I slowly eased my way back into knitting. It started with a pair of socks for someone special, then another. Knitting for someone else made it easier somehow. Soon I was knitting almost as much as before, and ended up with a stack of finished projects. I never photographed any of them.
These projects were all knit simply to keep me busy during my last weeks in Idaho, the long drive down to Texas, and the first few weeks in Houston. There was no excitement or love put into them. Perhaps some day I will get around to taking pictures of them, although the socks have been worn so many times that they’re starting to look a bit raggedy.
Life started to even out. Routines were formed and I started feeling more and more like myself. And here we are, now. I am busier than I’ve ever been. The long, lazy days where I would sit around all day and knit are gone, replaced by something far better.
Houston brings to mind two words: inspiration and creativity. I am thriving here. My little notebook, which sat ignored for too long, has pages and pages of notes and plans. The designs from last summer are joined by many new ones. I am so excited to knit them all, and equally excited to share them with you.
Starting very soon.