Spending 4 days with 80 (including my daughter) knitters and quilters is a feast for all the senses: hearing the laughter and conversations of old and new friends; seeing the pile of completed, almost completed, and just begun projects that were blessed at our closing Eucharist; smelling the food for our bodies; tasting the bread and wine of the Eucharist for the soul; touching the softness of yarns and fabric... but perhaps the most wonderful sense is that all-encompassing sense of just being- being together in community and love and learning and sharing.
(Notice the sweaters on the knitters as they take photos of the creations of the quilters.)
We had classes in rooms with fireplaces (some fires roared better than others), road trips were available to yarn and fabric shops and to a sheep farm, there were times to just sit and knit and talk, times to enjoy the snow covered trails, and daily services and meditations.
From the challenging list of classes, I chose to make the Swirl Shawl. It was a small class, so the instrustor was able to give us all the personal attention we needed. She was clear and patient, and even though I frogged and tinked a zillion times, I was able to complete almost 7 hexagons. Since I have been at my other "home" for a week now, I have managed to just about double that number. I believe the pattern calls for 82...
This is my current swirl catepillar:
We were invited to "come and see." We are challenged to "go and tell."