I received a knitted gift yesterday. A lovely scarf, knitted just for me, in colors that I love:
Mitzi gave it to me. She’s over 80 and takes my kick-^&*^ high intensity water aerobics class – I think she takes classes 5 days a week! She and I have a little joke when I’m counting down to finishing a particular move – she gets ahead of me, mostly on purpose, then we laugh and I usually say something like, “I guess someone is teaching from the front row!” Me, I just wanna be like Mitzi when I grow up.
I hear you saying, “But it’s acrylic!” Yes, it’s in acrylic yarn. But you know, this knitter, although I don’t knit with man-made yarns all that much, totally appreciates this scarf. You see, few dare to knit for me. I think they think I will look at all the details and judge their knitting.
This couldn’t be further from reality. As long as the item is functional, I will most likely wear and think of the knitter fondly, just as I did with Mitzi’s scarf yesterday. We knitters are like that.