Solitude: A state of mind.

Knitting, in whatever venue, requires a certain selfishness of mind. Depending on complexity, the selfishness is either in the conscious or unconscious mind.

I prefer lower complexity pieces that tie up my unconscious mind. Remembering all my decreases (or increases) along a well-crafted length of ribbing or stockinette, even if it is knitted in the round, is honestly blissful.

Why? It proves to me that my fingers and my hands are geniuses. I don't need fancy. I just need even. And? It is completely meditative.

PS: The second leg warmer progresses.