Hazelnut Reflections

Convention knitting

I literally picked up hooks and yarn back in 2004 to save my sanity at the church meetings I suddenly realized I was going to be spending the rest of my life attending. At many of these meetings my attendance and attention is required, but not necessarily activity.

From crochet I wandered into knitting and the rest, as they say, is in my stash.

Diocesan convention is prime knitting territory. For one thing, if you're at a heated convention, the soothing Zen qualities of knitting take the edge off. If you're at a slow one. . well, the soothing Zen qualities of knitting take the edge off.

The convention I attended was neither heated nor slow, and I was surrounded by congenial company. Our church also had a booth where we were selling pretty sparkly things. So I didn't get much knitting done. But I did spot other knitters and their work, including my friend at Effervescence, who had the requisite socks,and someone working on what looked like the beginning of a Seaman's Scarf for Christmas at Sea. I counted two other knitters present, although I did not see evidence of their knitting.

I still have half a ball left of Jo Sharp Rare Comfort Kid Mohair on my Misty Garden, and I lost a stitch marker (before you wail on my behalf, it was one half of a very cheap earring I bought at Wal-mart in Sikeston, MO, precisely for the purpose of being a stitch marker.)

As we all know, planning what projects you take for convention knitting is almost as vexing as the other question that perenially faces clergy--what to wear? (Suit? Jeans? Collar/no collar?) But all of this can be resolved by a night of good cheer among Episcopalians at the hotel bar, watching soccer parents groove to karaoke.

posted by Emily @ 6:16 PM