When I was a child, all grandmothers used to knit. We would receive sweaters, hats, socks and whatnot for each winter holiday. A rich variety of patterns and colours, knitted clothes were an invariable part of our lives. Looking at my granny and mom and admiring their dexterity and the beautiful outcome of the activity made me eager to learn to knit, as well. Of course, perfection is a difficult thing to achieve when one is not diligent enough, but I managed to make a top for my cuddling toy which it still wears, in fact. Ah, the beauty of childhood hobbies!
KNITTING
You take a ball of yarn,
Start learning the loops
Then practice them –
Beginning, ending, patterns,
Until you are absorbed in the
Unending thread lining your day,
Engrossing your thoughts
Like magic.
The bonus being a shawl
Or sweater that will hug you warm
While you dream looking at the snow,
Like magic.
© 2025, soulmary
Written for yesterday’s prompt at RagTag Daily
Lovely!