"If you have any electronic devices, or laptops, please turn them to the 'off' position," said the flight attendant calmly. "In fact, anything you have with an 'on-off' switch needs to be turned to the 'off' position." I turned to my companion, with whom I'd exchanged only a few words, and looked at his book, my prodigious pile of knitting. "That pretty much covers everything but books and knitting!" I said.
The best part about this particular fiber art: there is no "off" position on your knitting needles. On my recent 36-hour trip from Portland, Oregon to Durham, North Carolina, and back, I must have spent a good 10 hours with my circulars firmly planted in the only position they have.
To show for it: a beautiful scarf, I've named her "jelika" (because I'm just strange like that), and an almost-completed beret for C. the younger, out of unknown grandma yarn and lots of bits of left-over Noro silk garden. Naturally I forgot my camera (and, now that I think about it, it *does* have an on-off switch), so it's not been photographed as of yet.
Hurray for the timeless, old-world, switchless knitting needles.
And this is as good a time as any to invite you to join my tea and knitting flickr pool! Oddly the loveliest photos I took for this pool are still yet to be uploaded, and were taken of my knitting of Larissa's meathead hat, right after we met... and right after I started knitting. Knitting and tea go together, you know?