I remember when I was in kindergarten and one day we were discussing foods or vegetables and what we had for dinner the night before. The subject turned to spinach and one of the kids remarked that he was allergic to spinach. Several other kids chimed in that they wished they were allergic to spinach as they didn’t like it. I mean, it was what gave Popeye his strength, right? I felt sorry for them as I really liked spinach. And I still do. Raw or cooked.
Mr. Aitch and I are finally back home from an extended vacation out west. Along the way, we stopped to visit friends and family. While stuck on the Interstate due to an accident, I began knitting a shawl based on the beginning of the Kindness shawl.
I didn’t want to deal with constantly looking at my work so I changed from stockinette stitch to plain garter stitch. For non-knitters that means I knit every row.
Mr. Aitch drove the entire trip (his choice) which meant that I could knit when not navigating or knitting the row with the eyelets and the row after.