You never know where you'll meet a knitter
(Image of FIona not willing to model the gift scarf. I so miss Huck. He would model anything. Remember?)
We were shopping at REI yesterday and the sales clerk saw my wee tiny sock zipper pull. She was transfixed on it. She kept asking if I was sure it wasn't a Chihuahua bootie. I'm pretty darn sure it is a wee tiny sock swap zipper pull! She was a knitter and was so excited to hear of the swap. She told me how her family wants her to knit hats for them at a rate she cannot keep up with. I understood. Knitting is labor intensive, I said. She was so funny. It was as if she found someone who spoke her language. I encouraged her to learn to knit socks and make her own wee tiny sock for her Chihauhua.
Have you met a knitter where you least expected???
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Some of the men tell there children I'm crocheting. One even said I was sewing but I always correct them.
The look on their faces when I'm using dpn's or a circular needle is priceless.