I really enjoy reading two of the Big! Knitter’s Blogs, Mason-Dixon Knitting, and the Yarn Harlot. Enjoyable writing, down-to-earth knitting yet with a challenge, and honestly? sometimes a bit beyond me, but oh the writing! And the opinions! Real life! I think I could share a glass of wine with these women. Maybe not, but I think I could, and that’s the trick.
I appreciate the knitting of my sisters. A lot. With their interest in knitting, they politely indulge my interest in knitting. My sisters know the appropriate times for the correct oohing and ahhing, and all other proper exclamatory sounds. They are very good at what they do. I can believe they truly appreciate and value my over-the-top pursuits of the fiber arts. DSis blogs here. Wisest Sister proclaims her wiseness by not blogging.
And there are three knitterly/bloggerly/Ravelry types that I will also commend for various and sundry reasons. It has been my privilege to meet Liz, ~Wunx, and Mary through blogging, and then, in person. All knit, and all have their own individual style.
Liz lives in state, and we found each other shortly after we each started blogging. And spinning. We run into each other at wooly-type events (which abound in our fair state) and occasionally make other efforts to see other. We spin, knit socks, work on sweaters, talk about our adult daughters, and see our own progress in each other’s.
I found ~Wunx through a gardening blogger, and met them both with DSis when I visited my new Grandbebe Bean. As we ate breakfast, drank coffee, and chatted...time just flew by! I am amazed how ~Wunx goes after her knitting. She figures it out. She reverse engineers it! She breaks it down and conquers it! Me…I follow someone’s directions. ~Wunx? Pah! She don’t need no stinkin’ directions! And now, ~Wunx is teaching Middle Daughter how to knit. Is that not just crazy how those dots are connected?
I met Mary on a trip back east. She met DSis and me at the Brooklyn General Store, and living in NYC, she has access to…much. The classes she has available to her makes me very jealous indeed. Again, we met. We shopped. We drank coffee. We talked. And talked. And talked some more. I think Precious Niece and Eldest Daughter were just a little weirded out by ‘meeting a blogger?’
Really. Where is their sense of adventure?
Now I will admit. I set up these meet-ups, suggesting ‘hey I am going to be in the area, we should get together, blah blah blah…’ and all gets planned. Then I start to freak just a little. I am just a little on the shy and timid side. Or rather, I am painfully ill at ease meeting the unknown. But I have pushed forward (because I have DSis in tow and she is extraordinarily brave!). And I have been mightily rewarded in these newfound friendships.
I often marvel about how knitting, Ravelry, and blogging has broaden my horizons, widened my world, and brought people into my life I never would have known existed. Why, just checking out the locations of my readers over the past few days boggles my mind.
(Also, these are only three of the regular type knitterly/bloggers I read on a regular basis. I could not mention them all, but I assure you, I am grateful for all the friendships.)