Not Knitting at Knit Night

For a while, I've been thinking about joining a knitting group, or at least hanging out with knitters on a regular basis. I spend my days surrounded by foul-mouthed, 19-year-old boys, so spending an evening or two with some mature, creative people would be a nice change. The LYS closest to me has a "don't knit here if you bought your yarn somewhere else" rule, and I just can't afford most of the yarn they have. A few weeks ago I made my maiden visit to The Yarn Garden and enjoyed the atmosphere so much that I decided to drop in on their weekly knitting circle last night.

I was the youngest by several decades, the only one who declined the owner's offer of a glass of wine, and the only one... not knitting. That's right, I left my lace at home and brought something else instead. I'd bought some yarn there the first time I visited, and I picked up some more of the same stuff last night because the yarn finally decided what it wanted to be: a bag. A Tunisian-crocheted bag.

The ladies want me to teach a Tunisian crochet class, which I'd love to do one of these Saturdays, and they were amazed at the progress I made in the hour I was there. "Look how much she got done! And with only one needle!"

Ohyah. I'm doing this every week now. Oh! And here's what I was working on:



My scanner, as always, has color issues. This is a vibrant, magenta-red, cotton-viscose blend, six (90yd.) balls of which cost me an amazing $7.50. I love the discount bin.

I'm trying to think of a smallish project I can do for a class. Dishcloth, maybe? Do people need more dishcloths? I need suggestions!