This week continues a marathon of mindful knitting.
One of the things that I do for a couple of different yarn companies and designers is test-knit. I’ve done it for years, and it’s one of the ways that I get yarn for my designs.
However, I don’t talk a lot about test-knitting because part of the process is protecting the “reveal” for the designer and company. Usually, I knit them mainly at home out of sight of prying eyes. For sure, you’ll never see a picture of a piece I’ve test-knitted on this website or anywhere in any of my social media feeds. I feel the sacred trust placed in me to protect their secrecy and give them accurate notes and feedback on the pattern. Therefore, since I can’t share pictures of the test-knit, I’ll be substituting pictures of my pets any time I feel a picture was warranted.
All that being said, my latest test-knit is turning into a marathon.
A few years ago, I knitted the Doctor Who scarf – a seven foot long series of garter-stitch stripes. I knitted and knitted and knitted my way across the country on a road trip and finished it up soon after I returned. Since I could knit it without looking, the drive made the knitting go quickly. That project was even where I came up with the bright idea of weaving in two ends for every row I knitted. The Doctor Who scarf is a marathon of knitting.
Or so I thought.
My latest test-knit is a true marathon. You see, as I knit this piece, I have to watch my stitches. I do get a little break on my purl-back rows. However, the pattern rows don’t give me any room. For some reason, my fingers can’t find the rhythm within the simple mesh pattern to allow me to look away for even a moment. Each stitch must be knitted mindfully.
I’m trying to be at peace with the process.
And each mindful stitch takes time.
I am a little over half-way, and I estimate that I am going to need to knit for at least six hours a day for the next six days to finish the piece by the deadline.
I’m knitting this piece all over the place: the shop, both knitting circles, dinner parties. Stephanie stopped me from knitting it at a poetry reading on Friday evening, and I am sorely regretting that decision now.
During the rest of the week, I will be knitting and knitting and knitting on this piece. I’ll be sitting with each stitch as I pull the yarn through each loop. I am being “in the moment.” I watch the piece, enjoying the feel of the yummy yarn, slipping and wrapping and looping and pulling.
At this point, I am just hoping the pace car doesn’t have to pick me up.