Fall is hands down my favorite season of the year. I've always loved it. That beautiful in between where it's not quite time for a jacket and a little too chilly for a t-shirt. A perfect fall day reminds me of candied apples, wool sweaters, state fairs, turning leaves and most of all, my other passion in life, knitting. I've been officially knitting now for around 5 years but I feel like I've been doing it all my life. You see, my grandmother was a big time knitter, even with severe rheumatoid arthritis. As soon as I started to learn, I realized it felt like second nature and convinced myself that it was part of my grandma in me. Maybe someday I'll tell you more about her.
So, not only have I got the knitting bug back (it tends to disappear in the warmer months) but it occurred to me how much it can help my writing. I've always known it was therapeutic, but never put 2 and 2 together that it would help me in my other creative areas. If you've ever done it before, then you know the rhythm of knitting (and crochet) puts you in a sort of trance. I know for me, I'm able to pay attention better as well.
I only wish I took up knitting in college, I probably would've had much better grades. Silly hind sight.
So if knitting works as meditation and opening up your brain to your surroundings and thoughts, I am certain it will help my writing. Now, if only I could find a way to type and knit at the same time, then I'd be golden. Maybe I need to invest in one of those voice-to-text programs after all.
Now that's an image. Next step, straws for my coffee?
I can feel it in the air. The same temperatures just feel different somehow. Up here, the early bird trees are already showing color. I smelled a fireplace-fire a couple of nights ago. Yum!