I thank my daughter, Mackenzie, for allowing me to be part of Rain and Moon. I’m not sure if I’m the rain or moon, but I am, with great pleasure, part of the environment.

My knitting life was born three years ago. I had completed a stint of 22 years of homeschooling my three children while working evening and weekend shifts in the hospital as an RN. Those years were packed full of teaching, nursing, being a wife and mother with no time for the development of hobbies. My one side interest was flower gardening. (I found this very therapeutic since the children soon discovered that if they came out in the garden to ask a question or need help, they were put to weeding. Thus, small amounts of quiet time were captured in my too-busy-life.)

When my youngest son , Avery, was a Junior in high school, I realized that I could think beyond hospital work and imagine going into other avenues of medicine. This brought about 2 years of nurse practitioner training in my early 50’s. This in turn took me to an 8-5 Monday through Friday job with evenings and weekends free. I had no hobbies other than gardening. I felt many losses but also joy – children in college or graduated and doing well. My son, Aaron, said “Mom, you need a hobby.” I joked and said the first hobby I had in mind was developing a tolerance for alcohol. (I am proud to say I can now drink 1/2 beer with success.) My daughter, Mackenzie, said “I think knitting is for you.” She had decided to pick up knitting, and through watching you tube videosĀ  became an accomplished knitter. She knit this pair of mittens for me and I found them truly enchanting.image image(1)

They are the warmest mittens I have ever owned. Their intricacy and beauty are beguiling. Every time I wear them I think of my daughter.

Learning to knit a pair of socks was my ultimate goal. My first project was a pair of felted slippers for my husband. These were a grand start because the felting hid all failures. A pair of socks was my next conquest with much assistance needed. Then lace knitting? Sure, why not? The Leda scarf followed.

Soon I found myself knitting this sweater for my mother – with massive revisions, of course. (I wanted to desperately make something for my mother, as she had devoted and still devotes so much time making quilts and food for others.)

Jali Cardigan by Pam Powers Knit with Sublime baby merino silk dk. 75% extra fine merino, 20% silk, 5% cashmere.
Jali Cardigan by Pam Powers Knit with Sublime baby merino silk dk. 75% extra fine merino, 20% silk, 5% cashmere.

Every evening now finds me anxious to get home from work and start on my next knitting project. The feel of the the yarn, learning about fibers, figuring out which one works best for the project at hand, and the feeling of my hands moving and swaying with yarn: slipping, looping, sliding….. the finished project, the smiles when something is given away…. I am intoxicated! Thanks Mackenzie – you were right. Knitting is for me. And my knitting tolerance far exceeds my alcohol tolerance.