Up until a year ago, I was certain that the family "craft gene" had skipped over me. I've always been drawn to music -- knitting with needles and yarn seemed downright complicated. My mother, an expert crafter in her own right, happily gave me "Old Trusty" (her classic Singer sewing machine) when I moved out, probably in the hope that interest and circumstance would finally bring to light any artistic creativity buried within me. On the other hand, my big sister clearly inherited my mother's talent and patience for detailed artistic forms. Most days, she can be found within three feet of a knitting needle, pincushion, or spinning wheel. (Our middle sister inherited a penchant for a different kind of spinning.) I don't know how it happened, but over the past year, I've learned to knit, spin, and felt. Of course, when I have a question or tangle myself up in a giant yarn mess, Mom and Sis are only a phone call away. I'm not ready to enter any contests, but perhaps I got the artsy gene after all!
Here's to 2010 -- may it be a year filled with happiness, health, and, of course, fiber!
--B
Friday, January 1, 2010
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