Which comes first, the scarf or the hat?
I had the vision for the first scarf I wanted to make, before I even knew HOW I was going to learn to knit.
My husband and I were moving to NYC. He was headed to Julliard and I was headed to Teachers College. I knew Julia Roberts had an office in the city, and that she was a knitter. I imagined meeting her and saying casually, “oh, we have something in common! I know how to knit too!” Then she’d introduce me to all her friends.
I would knit a gray scarf, endlessly long, and wear an all-black cosmopolitan wardrobe. I would also cut my hair pixie-short.
My first scarf
After learning to knit from my great-aunt Mary, I made that scarf. Everywhere I went, one row at a time. I even tried knitting rows “blind” while watching a play in New Haven.
The scarf accompanied me on outings in the city, to New Jersey when I was pregnant with Andrew, and on my first trip to London. Here I am at the top of St. Paul’s Cathedral. (The scarf did nothing to cure my vertigo coming back down.)
My first hat
My beautiful sister-in-law Janel told me how to make a hat. I think I taught her to knit, technically; but she’s expanded creatively far beyond what I tend to do (which is to stick to one thing and do it again and again and again.) She explained that if I cast on enough stitches to fit around my head, and knit back and forth for about nine inches, then decrease, I’ll have a hat!
By golly she was right! I sat there in her apartment and tried it for myself. Please forgive me, it was the fun fur/eyelash yarn era and I combined purple eyelash yarn with purple acrylic yarn. I looked like a wintertime synchronized swimmer. The purple ribbon I threaded through the brim really jazzed it up 🙂
How about you, dear reader? Was your first project a scarf, a hat, or something else? Comment below, I’d love to hear from you!