Like crocheting, the first hour of learning this new skill was difficult. The thought of my hands working together with the long, awkward needles seemed like an impossibility. Eventually it did come. The other night I knit while watching a so-so movie with a really great soundtrack ("The Tree of Life"... beautiful yet bizarre and lacking of something I can't quite put my finger on. Maybe it's the lack of dialogue.). The music along with the rhythmic motion of my fingers was so calming. I'm hooked.
Cooper is peeking in here. I think he is confused, and a little put off, with all the attention I'm giving my yarn.