About nine months ago I began knitting, under protest. My oldest daughter, Sarah was convinced I should learn, and that I would like it. I was sure she was wrong. She was right. I learned, and loved it after the first frustrating week, as my fingers struggled to learn the motions.

My tendency is to jump in with both feet to almost any new endeavor, and this one was no exception. In nine months I acquired quite a bit of yarn, all the tools, the knitting bag, the books, learned the name of most of the staff at Bloomin' Yarns, and knit some hats and scarves. That was fall and winter.

The the seasons changed, spring came, then summer. It's hard to knit when the temperature is over 90 outdoors. Knitting is much more suited to seasons that keep you inside, curled up on the sofa in jeans and sweaters or hoodies, with a fire crackling away, and chili in the crockpot. So I haven't been knitting much. I actually hadn't been knitting any since early Spring.

I also haven't been watching any TV. None. Not even the nightly news. Then we decided to make the switch from our old, monster TV to one of those big, flat screens. DH likely thinks we got the new TV to be ready for upcoming football season, I am waiting for the Olympics myself. The new season of reality TV will begin soon, and we're having fun checking out the TV guide and recording fun stuff like King Kong, or King Arthur, or Batman - all in high definition. Jaws - Jaws in high definition should be enough to keep us out of the water awhile!

Surprisingly, it's making for cozy evenings inside, curled up on the sofa, attempting to escape the summer heat where dinner is more of the grilled chicken or burgers, rather than the comfort foods of chili and cornbread or potato soup and grilled cheese.

And curled up on that sofa, my fingers that had been away from it awhile - they remembered. They went right back to that motion I'd read about in all those knitting books, that motion I was told they would remember. They did. There are a few wonky lines in the pattern of the afghan square I'm working on, but that's okay. Rather than focus on the mistakes, I'm going to let it mark that point in my knitting, when I picked it back up and my fingers remembered what to do, even if my brain got a little off in the count.

There's a life analogy there I'm pretty sure. Making mistakes, having them leave permanent reminders, but then focusing on the positive, and moving on, in life, or to more squares completed, to Olympics, then the sounds of football and reality TV in the family room. All cozy - all good.

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