My mother first taught me to knit one winter. I think I was in the 5th
grade. I tried to make a scarf, but I kept on adding stitches somehow. The scarf kept getting wider and wider.

Now, a few decades later, I have made quite a hobby of knitting. I'm close to finishing my first sweater. And, I just finished this scarf. I'll give it to my friend Sabrina as a birthday gift.

Knitting is truly a beautiful folk art. Working the needles and yarn create such lovely patterns and textures takes on a bit of a
meditative quality. Perhaps one day someone will further that argument in a treatise entitled Zen & the Art of Knitting. I shall not be surprised if someone already has!