I’ve dreamed of yarn for years. Warm lamb’s wool…soft baby alpaca…woven ribbon. Yarn of wonderful colors and descriptive names, like “pearl dawn” and “highland thistle”. Over the years, I’ve purchased dozens of skeins of yarn, along with all shapes and sizes of knitting needles. I’ve collected wonderful knitting books and patterns for amazing sweaters, hats and blankets.
There’s just one problem…I can’t knit. Well, I can’t knit anything more complicated than a simple scarf – you know the simple ones that you just knit…knit…knit. Throwing a purl in there even throws me off, not to mention what dropping a stitch does to me. Just can’t seem to get the hang of it. Years ago, my talented sister-in-law tried to teach me. After a few hours, she literally threw the knitting needles in the air, and said “I give up…you just can’t get it!” Now, if you want a garment sewn from a very difficult Vogue sewing pattern, no problem…just don’t ask me for a sweater.
I’ve seen amazing, intricate garments that a gifted knitter can create. During my three week April visit to Peru with my older son and his precious family (he’s a missionary doctor there), I became friends with a wonderful Quechua Indian lady, Gladys. She designs her own patterns and has created lovely sweaters, blankets, hats and other items. I’m only 5’3″ tall, but Gladys barely came up to my shoulders. She doesn’t speak English and I don’t remember much of my Spanish; but we managed. My 8 and 6 year old granddaughters would translate until they tired and were ready to go play; but Gladys and I would still manage to communicate.
Before I left Peru, I purchased twelve skeins of navy baby alpaca for Gladys to knit sweaters for her two beautiful children. I will ship some of my yarn to Gladys for Christmas, and when I return to Peru, I will take most of the remainder to Gladys and to my granddaughters who are learning to knit. Maybe my granddaughters can teach me to knit when I return to Peru! One can always hope…