I’ve been knitting dishcloths, lots and lots of dishcloths. This seems to happen every year at about this time, I have no idea why. This year the dishcloth knitting came as a need to knit something other than garter. I’d been working on the garterstitch blanket and just couldn’t take it anymore. These little dishcloths provide distraction, a chance to try out new stitch patterns, color combination, and sense of accomplishment all in a 9″ square of cotton.
I ran into a bit of a snag when there were no darning needles to be found anywhere in my house. None. I know I own three Chibis, poof, gone. After a quick stop at the local mega-craft store, I am ready to start some grafting.