s Thoughts from the Physics Chick: Melyngoch learns to knit

Monday, February 13, 2006

Melyngoch learns to knit

She sits on the floor in furious concentration; the tension is palpable. The needles are tiny – ridiculously so – and the yarn – well, thread – is no better. But a leper bandage demands such delicate work, and lepers are not known to scrutinize their dressings for dropped stitches or uneven rows.

I am bewildered as to the source of the fury. In my hands, the needles are friendly, soft and warm. They methodically guide the yarn into place, contemplatively, almost meditatively bringing order (if not quite theoretical perfection) to the unformed skein. The rows of purl gleam like tiny pearls.

She explains that she is competing against the yarn. It is a fight to see who will be in control of whom. She does not know if the needles are on her side or not. (Perhaps they have their own agenda? Perhaps they are waiting to choose sides? Perhaps they are obsessively neutral, like Switzerland?)

She balks when I offer to teach her to purl. In the last hour she has already mastered three forms of armed combat (knitting, casting off and casting on) – the day has been full for the young warrior.

I had not known that knitting was a battle.


At February 14, 2006 2:00 PM, Blogger Master Fob said...

Tolkien Boy has had dates like that.

At February 14, 2006 5:53 PM, Blogger Th. said...



BEEEEEE the yarn!

At February 15, 2006 11:09 AM, Blogger ambrosia ananas said...

Melyngoch knitting? That I would have loved to have seen.

At February 15, 2006 9:07 PM, Blogger Melyngoch said...

I'm up to four inches (I need four feet) and I WILL not be defeated. Also, it keeps getting wider while I'm not paying attention -- it's just supposed to be three inches and then sometimes it will be four or five -- but I WILL NOT be defeated.

knitting needles: if they're not with you, they're against you.


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