I never tire of quoting the Stephen Sondheim song “Finishing the Hat.”
“Starting on a hat.
Finishing the hat.
Look, I made a hat
Where there never was a hat.”
No, it wasn’t about knitting per se. But it’s definitely about creating, and last weekend I created a hat.
Last Sunday, I discovered that it is possible to “doodle” with yarn. I knit up a little sample hat for the Pie’s baby doll, then cast on 60 stitches of Lamb’s Pride Bulky and set to work, forcibly trying it on his head periodically until it seemed done, then decreasing in a great hurry to make a point at the end.
I figured out that I like to rib and I like to cable without a cable needle, so I worked out in my head a 10-stitch cable and rib pattern that I repeated 6 times a round.
It was so satisfying, caught as I am in the thrall of the endless rows of garter stitch that make up the Warm Shawl, to conceive of and finish something. I didn’t realize that, once I got the hang of this knitting thing, I could just sorta make whatever I wanted. I made a hat for my big headed baby that actually fits him, with no pattern.
The Princess says he looks like a Pecan Elf. “You know, one of those elves who eats pecans.” Does she mean Keebler Elves? I’m clueless here.