From Frustration to Genius

Anyone who knits enough has been there. You find yourself working with a ball of yarn that won't stay wound. Maybe it was a cake that was loosely wound . . . maybe it's a blend with silk making it slippery . . . maybe it's lace weight . . . maybe . . . well, it doesn't really matter why. All that really matters is you are knitting and giving the yarn a gentle tug . . . it's coming unwound . . . and it's starting to make you cranky because you would rather knit than untangle the mess that is starting to get a life of it's own.

Yes, there are pretty 'yarn bowls' handcrafted by independent potters. There are gorgeous ones that have been handcrafted out of rosewood. There are funky ones and there are silly ones and I'm sure Pinterest will have you making one out of something that is in your trash at home. But that's just it. They are at home. And there you are, not at home. 

Or there Lindsey was. In her car with some time to relax and get a few rows in. In her car with a skein that was starting to drive her crazy. Did she get cranky, like I would have? No . . . she took off her scarf . . . put the yarn inside . . . loosely tied the ends together and fed the yarn out from the top.

I mean, really. Is that not genius? Necessity really is the mother of invention.

Until next time, keep your nose in a book or your fingers in fiber.