In all the years I have never seen my mother knit garter stitch, anywhere else than on the bottom of a baby bootee. It was too simple and too common for her. So it became the same way for me. Without ever thinking about it, I just never knitted garter stitch. There was so much to be conquered! And without being pompous, I can say “been there, done that” to all of the intricate stuff. Cables, lace, mosaic, brioche, fair isle, intarsia….. they have all been on my knitting needles at one time or another. But not garter stitch. Until I made my first Enchanted Mesa designed by Stephen West. Immediately after finishing the project, I casted on a second one and started playing with the short rows. My playing resulted in a stunning jumper. A jumper made mostly in garter stitch!
This week I decided to cast on a jersey while I wait for new yarn to arrive and for my bronchitis to pass. Nothing worked the way I wanted it to. I was moody and not feeling well and I frogged time and time again. At times it felt as if my head would explode and I couldn’t count.
Eventually, I just threw it all down and laid back with my eyes closed for a while. As my thoughts started to wander, I remembered a woman whose blog I followed right up to her death. She called it Mundane Faithfulness. Faithfulness in all aspects is really mundane, isn’t it? Have you ever thought about it? There are no trumpet sounds when we manage to keep the households running. There are no fanfare when we manage to get something done on time. We do what we have to do, when we have to do it, and most times, we get it right. But there are many times when we don’t. And that is okay.
Today I decided that I am not feeling okay, and that it’s okay to not feel okay. It’s okay not to want to do anything that involves counting. It’s okay to go for the simplest of stitch patterns, simply to be in the moment. So I started to knit myself a garter stitch jersey. The rhythm of the stitches is exactly what I needed. I don’t have to think; my thoughts can wander wherever they feel like. That is also okay. Next week, I will hopefully be back to my normal self. Until then, I will just listen to my body; it has the knack every now and then to force me to slow down. To slow down and knit garter stitch. It’s okay. Really.