Life's a Stitch

A few days after his attempt at knitting, Chuck asked me if there was some other yarn he could try. I figured he could handle the Moonlight Mohair and the shaped scarf form Sally Melville’s Knit Stitch book. Here’s how it went:

He: Can’t you just get it started for me?

I knit the first row.

He: Can you show me one more?

I knit the next row.

He: I didn’t quite get it, one more, please.

I knit the third row.

He: This knitting stuff is pretty relaxing, can you do a few more?

I did, and few minutes later was serenaded by his snoring. The pattern had grabbed me and I continued for awhile. The next morning:

He: How far did I get on my knitting last night?

About this far:

He: I did pretty well, huh?