My Fiber Journey

We all have many reasons why we knit, and if you’re like me, the reasons change through the years. I first began my knitting journey around age 6. Knitting at that time was a little frustrating, except if I used the “Apple Pie Knitter.” I never ended up completing a project, probably because I did not play with dolls, and I went through a couple knitters because my tension was so tight I would break off a peg or two that held the stitches.

My maternal grandmother lived in Seattle, and I didn’t get to see her that often, but when she did come to visit we would do different fiber crafts. My greatest success with her was embroidery and needlepoint, and though she is gone now, my mother still has the embroidered bumble bee pillow I made with her. Every time I visit my parents, I get to see the pillow and revisit fond memories.

I took up knitting again in college, with a new found enthusiasm that stayed with me through my twenties. I spent a lot of time around Scandinavians who were on the ski team, worked as a travel agent for the Scandinavian Consulate in Seattle, WA, and really learned a lot. I found it relaxing but really, it was a creative way to procrastinate. Back then the yarns available were much more limited, but I still loved working with color.

In my thirties and forties, knitting went to the wayside for many reasons, primarily work related, but found me again at age 50. I had been a school teacher and suddenly became very depressed with the way education was going. I quit for a short time and ended up back in Seattle where my husband was attending a conference. I started walking up Capital Hill one day and saw a yarn shop. I went in and haven’t stopped knitting and crocheting since. It truly brought joy back to my life and still does to this day.

I would love to hear your stories. I would love if you shared your fiber journey here in the comments.



  • Holly Thomas says:

    Wonderful knitting journey, Kim. I enjoyed reading about your life and the people who helped shape your journey. It’s funny how one or two things from our childhood can bring a flood of memories. As I read your story, I was reminded of my grandparents and aunt that lived with them. She, the aunt, was who taught me to crochet and probably knitting too.

  • Marianne Malouf says:

    Enjoyed reading about your road to knitting, Kim. Would love to hear more about what you learned from the Scandanavian knitters! I can thank the Girl Scouts for teaching me to knit when I was in the 4th grade. I remember the neon metal straight needles and squeaky yarn I used to make my first garter stitch scarf. I think I actually finished it and probably made another one or two along the way. Sometime in high school, a friend taught me to crochet. Then everything hibernated for well over 15 years. As a new mother, I decided to resurrect my knitting skills and took some classes, where I was exposed for the first time to the possibility of interesting projects and luxurious yarns. Started a Manos vest and made it 3/4 through before pregnancy issues and a growing family put things back on hold for another 20 years. Finally, about 6 years ago, I walked into Holley’s Yarn Shoppe with the time and focus needed to get really serious about knitting. Third time was the charm, and I look forward to knitting for the rest of my life, especially as it will take me that long to make even a small dent in my stash……

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