“We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun…”
Everyday we meet people. Some of the people we meet simply pass through our lives relatively unnoticed. Other people stay with us like characters from a much read book. Then there are those that weave themselves into the very fabric of our lives.
One day I pushed a very heavy door and tumbled into a snug shop. The day had been inclement. In fact, that whole week had been barbarously black and white. I had been feeling rather out of sorts. The wind blew me into the shop and as I closed the door behind me, the whole room exploded into glorious technicolor. I was promptly enveloped in kaleidoscopic warmth of Nori, who had been looking after the shop whilst the proprietress was out on the school run.
Almost immediately, that day I became part of a tribe of knitters and crocheters (affectionately known as hookers in our subgroup). That Autumnal beginning spread into Winter projects before exploding into the pastel bursts of Spring. Those lengthening days melted into Summer and Red/White/Blue yarn bombs then fell away into Autumn again.
As we sit around the table a year later, we chat, drink tea or coffee, share ideas and laugh together. We have been making plans, spinning dreams and basically knitting and purling our way into each other’s futures.
There have been some challenges we have had to face both collectively and individually. However, our anniversary of how we came to k tog is a time to look forward and grow as a community. We do hope you will come visit us. And if you cannot walk through the door, visit us here on the blog every Friday. We will also be setting up our video show soon with tutorials, guests and most likely lots of shenanigans.
We will be issuing challenges and look forward to seeing your work and perhaps even communicating with you. So on behalf of Sara (our chief), Jenny, Nori and myself (resident scribe) Welcome and let the good times roll.
By A.E Wallace