The Miracle of the Knitting Loom

I've been knitting. It tickles me to say that, because I'm not a knitter. My Nan taught me how to knit more than once, and I made a scarf a long time ago, but I just never reached the point of being comfortable with it.

Remembering how much I enjoyed spool knitting when I was little (mine was made with an actual spool and nails, but Lion Brand Yarn has an adorable modern version), I asked for a set of knitting looms for my birthday this year. Lo and behold, they're fun! And easy! And addicting! I can't say the same for pom-pom making (seems like they were a whole lot easier to make when I was a kid) but in any event, I've knitted up a scarf and a hat and trimmed them with big, goofy pom poms.





























All hail the knitting loom! And, of course, Hank the Kitten. I've noticed a disappointing trend lately of bloggers apologizing for cat photos. As far as I'm concerned, cat photos are like cheese and chocolate--you can never have too much.

The Pom-Pom Scarf

I placed an order for linen and pom-poms the minute I saw this scarf posted on The Purl Bee. I have mixed feelings about Purl. I adore their projects, but when I finally got to visit the shop in NYC one year, the staff wasn't as warm as I'd imagined they'd be. Maybe it was just the naivetee of a small-town girl in the big city, I don't know.

My finished scarf didn't earn the seal of approval around here ("Really, Mom? Pom-poms?") but those tiny red balls are just so dang cheerful, I'm finding it hard to resist.