Whew, writing the first post is hard! I’ve spent the past 10 minutes just trying to figure out how to break the ice.
I guess I can start with this: my name is Rachel. I’ve been crocheting and knitting for a couple years now. I used to think that needlework was something only elderly women did. The only examples I had seen of knitted or crochet pieces were ancient lace doilies, lumpy hats, and frumpy old sweaters. Boring… Or so I thought. I couldn’t have been more wrong!
I have Pinterest to thank for my interest in needlework. I accidentally found all kinds of wonderfully nerdy projects such as Dwarven beards and helmets, Star Wars amigurumi, and video game-inspired accessories. I think what finally convinced me to finally start learning was a Batman pom-pom hat. (Huge Batman fan here!)
Initially, I was only interested in crochet. I didn’t know anyone else who was into needlework and knitting looked too hard. When my mother-in-law assured me that crochet was super easy, I ran to the nearest store and bought my first crochet hook and a skein of Red Heart.
My first crochet project was an ugly granny square blanket that I never finished. At the time, I was just excited to start my first project. I had no idea how much I would come to hate blankets! (In fact, I still haven’t finished this blanket.)
A few months later, I met someone else who was just getting into needlework as well. She was a knitter. I was amazed that she was able to make scarves and blankets using nothing but straight needles. It seemed like nothing short of magic!
We made a deal that I would teach her how to crochet if she could help me knit. And that’s how I met my first yarn-buddy.
We later met up at our local craft store, where she helped me pick out my first set of needles and got me started on my first knitted project.
This project marked the beginning of my love for scarves. (I really hadn’t worn scarves much before.) Unfortunately I dropped a stitch half-way through, and it ripped all the way down to the bind-off edge before I noticed it. It didn’t upset me too badly though. I was able to pull it apart and remake it into a prettier scarf.
Before long, I found myself attempting all kinds of projects that I never would have imagined myself making. I even attempted my largest project yet when I knit myself a poncho! That was certainly a test of my patience, but I learned a lot from the experience.
And I have a nice new poncho to keep me warm this winter so there’s that too.