While I don’t (yet) have that nice gable with a sunny afternoon corner where I can sit, sip tea, and knit, I do have a favourite place. Surprisingly it isn’t on a train, though I do love a good long train ride with some nice knitting.*
I look forward to my weekly trek to the laundry room in the basement of my building to wash our clothes (I’m constantly surprised at how much dirty clothing two people can create) and knit. Perhaps it’s the reassuring rhythm of the machines, but I have almost always found laundry a pleasant household duty. The smells, the sounds, the freshness as I take it off a line (or these days out of a dryer) it’s my favourite part of ‘keeping house’. In any case, these days I spend the entire time — when possible — in the laundry room and knit. My knitting has bridged language barriers (both Spanish and 18-month-old) and brought a smile to someone rushing to just get that chore done.
How about you? Do you have an unexpected favourite place to knit?
I’m still dreaming for my perfect space with a nice sunbeam and a cat purring nearby, but for now I’ll take the hum of the washing machine and dryer.
* did you catch the train documentary on wliw the other day? I want to ride them all!!!!!