Sometimes when I knit I think about the yarn and how every single inch of it flows through my hands. I touch every bit of it. It’s not just that I feel every inch of the finished product, it’s that I see and touch all of it before it is a thing. I touch the inside. I touch the outside. I handle the inside of the fabric that no one else will ever even think of, let alone try to feel. We could even take it a step further. If you herd your own sheep, you get to shear them. You can wash and card and prepare the wool for spinning. You can spin the wool yourself to make yarn that you can then knit with.
Knitting is magic. It kind of blows my mind every time I think of it.
Dramatic Lyric 