Missy could sew and I could knit. I mean, Missy could knit and I could sew, but it was mostly the other way around. Knitting was always so therapeutic for me, particularly the repetitive nature of simple patterned hats and scarves. I certainly appreciate the intricate details of sophisticated knit work and I love trying out new stitches and techniques, but I always return to the comfort and familiarity of meditative-like basic patterns and simple lines. Some time after my daughter was born I took some time off from knitting and crocheting and, really, crafting in general. It wasn't a purposeful decision, I was just occupied with other matters - like being a new wife and mother. Until one day...
Missy invited me to coffee and knitting one Saturday. We had just recently become blogging friends and we realized that we both liked working with yarn. We had hit it off in the blog world and those first few hours over coffee proved to be the beginning of a lifelong friendship - at least, I hope it will be lifelong. From then on until she moved off island, Missy and I spent a few hours together almost every single Saturday and then some (including sharing a booth at the Flame Tree Festival).
Missy was my muse. She inspired me to try new patterns, to take on new and bigger projects. You can read about how her passion for knitting revealed itself on her blog, it is really quite a touching story. Missy quickly became a skilled knitter and now she totally blows me away. I am sad to say that since she moved off our tiny island I have lost a great deal of knitting inspiration - okay, I'll admit, I've lost nearly all of my knitting inspiration. I have works-in-progress laying all over the place, but I just don't have the will to pick them up and finish them.
I once had a short-lived dream of dyeing and spinning my own yarn. I wondered what it would be like to experience yarn from it's most organic form all the way through to a finished garment. I still don't know what that's like, but Missy does. And this right here?
That. Above? That might just be the motivation I need. Missy made that! Isn't it gorgeous? I think so. This evening I began the de-stashing process. I will de-stash so I can re-stash. You can re-stash too. Starting with hand painted and hand spun yarns by my dear friend Missy. Visit her etsy shop here.