With A Little Bit Of Practice. . . .

 

 

I was very young and just married  facing much doubt by the new family as to whether I would be equal to being the good wife required of my time and so I worked very hard at being good.  And good meant doing all those things I read in all the women’s journals of the times.

Looking back at my youth and being hard wired my eldest tells me now to working hard (I passed those jenny genes on to our sons) I learned to knit argyle socks for my husband because they were in style.

And he having the Scottish genes of the tailors and seamstresses and rag people as ancients called them,  yarns and fabrics were their livelihood and in earlier times they took the name of Taylor.  Those talents were not passed on but the love of good material was.

I came from a large depression family and learned to do without, so being tightly budgeted in marriage I knew how to carefully shop.  I remember using double pointed needles to knit argyles which I did by the drawerful,  (they also required hand washing and steel stretchers to dry)  now I use those same bobbins for these hats.

I had leftover bits of yarns which I have used through the years to make colorful hats on circular needles but I wanted to do something different when I thought of the argyles.  And with a little bit of practice, these are what resulted.

They are a fun project and good therapy and are unusual.  You will be limited only by your color sense.  Or non sense.  But with arthritic hands I wanted to not measure my time by spasms so have used straight needles to make knitting with bobbins easier.

I will also in another post show my good fortune in finding larger circular needles and super bulky yarn to make fisherman hats which are great fun.  I already have a request for three of them.

I was told by a teacher long ago in my journey that the work of my hands would be an anchor for me in my last years.  It was a wise counselor to make that observation and a puzzlement to me at the time.  But it is the work of our hands that ease the last times as the physical body begins to close shop.  I am ever grateful to have been born yearning to learn.

3 Responses to With A Little Bit Of Practice. . . .

  1. Suzanne Tate September 22, 2018 at 4:57 pm #

    Your hats are just beautiful! You could make a cottage industry from the selling of these.
    Lovely, solid colors and patterns. Your talents are amazing, Veronica.

    Blessings on all your hats,
    Suzanne

  2. maria Wulf September 23, 2018 at 10:37 am #

    I posted this one on my fb page Veronica. I love the idea of the hands easing the last times. I think the people who read my blog will appreciate that too.

  3. Veronica Hallissey October 2, 2018 at 11:32 pm #

    Suzanne and Maria, I am of the school that taught ‘do and you will be shown how.’ I thought that if it was written, it was to be understood. Somehow we have been lax in teaching those things. One’s mind is engaged also while one’s hands are busy with a learned task. Thank you for commenting.

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