Here's a short tale of evolution. Eons ago there were some lumps of wool, just drifting around like clouds.
Tässä hyvin pelkistetty evoluutioteoria. Olipa kerran villamöykkyjä, jotka lilluivat keskellä ei-mitään.
Knitting has come to me quite naturally. Our whole family does something with their hands (knitting, crocheting, cross stitching), even my father has knitted himself mittens when he was only a boy. At the moment I'm really lucky, living in Central Europe and having a relatively easy access to German, French and British yarns. And that shows in my flat. I really enjoy all the different colours and the structures of the yarns and am always trying some new stuff, techniques, patterns. And this may sound like a cliché, but for me knitting is a journey, you never know what you're going to encounter on the way. Love the experience; whether I finish a garment or not is irrelevant.
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