Before leaving for Portland, I had decided to start the Farmhouse Shawl pattern created by cabinfour on Ravelry, which is a website that houses a shit ton of patterns, yarn specs, and a lovely community.
Being as trendy as the pattern is, it leaked into my Instagram feed relatively quickly. After weeks of endlessly staring at other's Farmhouse Shawls, I figured it was my turn. Obviously I was in love and just couldn't admit it to myself for some godforsaken reason.
While scrolling through screens upon screens full of this pattern, I realized something. Almost everyone who knit this pattern had knit it in one solid color or with a stripe of color. Being that I'm addicted to variegated yarns, I had a moment of silence for this seemingly sad pattern that hadn't gotten the color it deserved!
Low and behold, I had literally just purchase these lovely skeins of the Gravity colorway of the Flying Kettle's Blimp DK weight yarn. Citizens of Textile had updated their shop, therefore I had planned my sneak attack already to snatch up these little beauties.
Buying yarn before knowing what you're going to use it for can be dangerous. Collecting and hoarding becomes synonymous with stash – knitters call it their stash because of course we're going to use it up someday (biggest of air quotes, people). But, alas, Rogue liked it enough to cuddle his little furry ear up against it, so it was a win in my book.
Of course it travelled everywhere else with me before the trip as well. No matter where we were headed that weekend or even just to the grocery store, I was attached to this thing. So much so that I bought a planner at the same time because I started actually thinking about planning my projects out and mapping out constructions. I got a little overzealous, to say the least.
One of the easiest knitting projects to carry with you while traveling is one with a simple repeat and a good chunk of stitches. I couldn't have chose a better pattern or yarn to take with me to Portland. Plus, it had eyes on it every time it was out in the wild, not cooped up in my bag.
A woman at the airport was sitting kiddy-corner from me and glancing (not so subtly) at me knitting while waiting to board our flight to Portland. Genuinely interested, she asked what I was knitting. I graciously responded and found that there was a conversation hiding behind her question.
You see – despite the mishaps you may encounter in your craft (the knots, tangles, and occasional stitch you thought you dropped, but didn't, and then spent hours trying to "fix"), there are a multitude of people waiting to hear about your craft and possibly make it their own.
Never stop sharing your craft, hobby, thing you do randomly on the weekends, forget about for months, and then pick right back up. I'm prone to locking my craft away behind closed doors because I get so into it, but the truth is that sometimes it's important for me to share in order to learn and grow my skills within any of my crafts. When you stop sharing your craft with people, you've started to let it deteriorate.