I didn’t pick mine up again until becoming a wife and young mother. I later was the recipient of a number of fiber tools after the passing of both Sam’s mother and my own. I haven’t learned tatting yet, even with three shuttles in the house. Maybe some day.
But I have continued to love knitting. Since Sam and I had three sheep way some years back now, I insisted on getting them sheared in the expectation of learning to make my own yarn. The short version of the story is that I have become a proficient spinner in the intervening years, and now love to teach, bringing more fiberholics to the crafts that I love. Perhaps I should have been a teacher. But, then all of us are teachers, one way or another.
Also some years ago, I started entering things in the Grand County Fair: jams and jellies, bottled fruits and then some handcrafts. I had lots of ribbons, reds and blues. It was heady stuff. Later I was part of the fair board, but when actual volunteers for the fair dwindled to practically none, the fair was abandoned here in Grand County. A sad day.
But I have a friend in Salt Lake City who does a lot of stuff with the Utah State Fair and she always solicited people to enter their work, even doing that on their behalf, as she did for me. Again, lots of ribbons and encouraging comments, even to the point of comments on the judging sheets that the item had been “considered for sweepstakes.” More heady stuff to be sure.
This year I had knitted a circular shawl in the swirl pattern that looks like a tornado or hurricane in action. I was actually starting this shawl with my own handspun yarn in the midst of last year’s awful hurricane. About the time I was going to run out of the handspun yarn, I happened on some millspun yarn with little sequins included and incorporated this sparkle before knitting the edging.
It turned out lovely, and my friend took it to the state fair. I was dumbfounded to learn later that it had garnered the sweepstakes award in the seniors age division. And so here it is, and it will be at Desert Thread for a while, and then at the Grand Center for a while, and I hope to lure more people into the fascinating and not-so-difficult art of knitting lace.
Plans are going forward for the Oct. 12 show-and-tell on the grass next to the Museum of Moab. One of the ladies has commented that the name proposed for this group actually can be abbreviated to Canyonlands FAG, which is unacceptable. She thinks Canyonlands Fiberholics Guild is a more lighthearted name, and I’ll leave that final vote to others some time in the future.
Meanwhile, please plan to stop by and see what we’re up to: Moab Museum lawn, 10 a.m. to 3 p.m. Oct. 12. It’s one day in National Spinning and Weaving Week, and we’ll have lots of stuff to show, plus plans for later class opportunities.