I couldn’t contain my smile when I weaved the end of the yarn through the loops at the top of the piece I had just knitted and pulled it tight. Much to my surprise…it looked like a hat! The unknitting, rescue of dropped stitches and feeling that I was an absolute klutz all melted away as the formless cotton yarn formed itself into a hat. Thanks to the patient coaching of my knitting partners Isobel and Kelly, Floppy Dog now will now have warm ears all winter, and I have a new hobby.
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Michele Arduengo is a life science and medical writer by profession and a creative non-fiction writer by hobby. In addition to publishing Grits and Purls since 2008, Michele has published essays in Wisconsin Woman, Chicken Soup for the Soul and has a weekly column in her local newspaper. View all posts by Michele