Weaving in the Ends
I started this scarf/shawl while my mother was dying in the hospital. Knitting was a way to calm myself while accompanying my mother on her last days. And I think it calmed her too. Knit, purl, knit….. a steady incantation in a predictable pattern, like breathing. Knitting was one of the womanly arts that was big in my mother’s life and in her mother’s life before her.
It is now March and the scarf is almost finished. It continued to work its magic over the months since my mother’s passing as memories of a long life lived arose and faded while I knit. I’ve had a hard time finishing it, but I have a hard time finishing most things. Now it’s time to weave in the ends of which there are many, as you can see. Fitting, I guess.
The Crows are Gathering
The spring migration of crows has reached our area. Now as I lie in bed in the early morning light, I hear the birds awaking too. The crows have been the first to break winter’s silence. Robins won’t be far behind. Migrations are happening as they should which feels comforting in a world so full of bluster and chaos these days.
I have some new socks on my knitting needles. I joined the Handmade Sock Society during the winter. I just loved the name. It speaks of a different time when people gathered for simpler reasons. Except now, of course, we gather online – hashtag handmadesocksociety. I love knitting socks, they suit my practical nature. I rarely knit socks with patterns, but I’m making an exception so that I can be a society girl.
Today I start learning calligraphy. I’ve always felt this pull to create with my hands. It’s something passed down to me from my mother’s lineage – they were knitters, and dressmakers and midwives.
I guess all of this is just another way to weave in the ends.
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i imagine you sitting there…its so very beautiful though i cant imagine how difficult for you…. the “womanly arts” as an accompaniment to your mothers passage- like a long line of ancestral women , or a sisterhood is joining hands and singing to her- through your needles.
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Yes, I think a lot of this is about continuing the female lineage. I like your line, “singing to her – through your needles.” Thank you for this little meditation.
When my daughter Jennifer was very stressed teaching i suggested knitting to her, it worked to help her pass her time away with no other thought’s than, as you say, knit one , purl two. I feel the same way, an almost mindless task ! So happy to discover youp blog !!!
I’m so glad to have you along! Thanks for reading and commenting.