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Learn How to Knit

Knitting is a great way to make your own clothes and accessories. Hats or scarves, sweaters or socks, you can make some wild comfy clothes. And isn’t just for old people and it isn’t just for girls, knitting is for everyone.

Maybe you think of your Grandma when you think of knitting, and maybe that doesn’t make you want to jump into it right away. But, you’ve probably never heard of yarn bombing. Yarn bombing is knitting graffiti where signposts, statues, bike racks and any public installations are coated in colorful yarn. Unlike spray paint, yarn can be easily removed, but the skill and technique to install it makes it more than impressive.

So now that you’re itching to go knitting, here are a few things you should know about knitting.

Methods:

There are two methods of knitting. One is the English Method where working yarn is held in the right hand and the other is the Continental Method where working yarn held in left hand. They produce very similar knits, so it only depends on how the technique feels.

Needles:

Needles come in a variety of sizes. How big the needles are determines how spaced out the stitches will be. Needles can be made out of wood, metal or plastic.

The Process of Knitting: Vocab

Cast on: The foundation stitch, where your knitting will start.

Knit: Stitch where needle is entered front to back.

Purl: Stitch where needle is entered back to front(to get a ribbed effect you alternate between a knit stitch and a purl stitch)

Cast off: When your project is done and you tie off the yarn to keep it all from unraveling.

Ways to Learn:

The best way to learn is hands on. Get someone who knows how to knit to teach you. Most likely they have some needles and yarn you can borrow and some simple projects just perfect for beginners.

If you can’t find anyone, start looking at local sewing shops, embroidery stores, there may even be a yarn store nearby. They may offer courses where you can learn how to knit. And though it’s not the hands on approach, there’s always online tutorials. An amazing website chalk full of videos and tips is www.knittinghelp.com.

Have Your Say

What is or what do you think will be your favorite thing to knit? A scarf, a signpost, a sweater? Share your thoughts in the comments section below.

 

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What is Yarn Bombing?

  • Bombs filled with yarn are dropped on an area and the entire space is covered in knitting.
  • People knit cozies that cover and decorate public installations.
  • Knitting that covers a bomb when it is in transport so that movement won't detonate the bomb.
  • Throwing balls of yarn.

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(Requested by @snoopynwoodstock123 ) (Sorry this one's shorter than usual. I wanted it to be to the point, but it was fun to write. Enjoy!) Shin and Oka were bent over an array of smoking potions, dark vials, and musty powders, arranging them in the intricate patterns of ritual. Silent except for panicked, labored breathing, Oka grabbed a vial of a sickeningly sweet, dark red liquid and began tracing the lines of charcoal pencil already drawn onto the stone floor. Oka closed her eyes for a second, holding her breath. “Shin, hand me the book.”  He did so with trembling hands, and Oka turned to the proper page of the dusty book. The pages almost crumbled in her hands because of age and wear. The exotic and disgusting ingredients, the pentagram drawn upon the floor, and the pages and pages of Latin text proved that this was not your every-day ritual, but instead the last ditch effort of defeated prey to escape from a hunter that prowled throughout the hallways, prodded on by insane lust. For the past six hours, a first year student had been rampaging throughout the school, slaughtering all in her path, and, after being contacted by the police, she took hostages of all surviving the initial attack. Oka and Shin had just managed to escape and begin to prepare an attack of the supernatural kind. Oka took a deep breath and began reading the accursed text. Shin held his breath as the words on the water-damaged page began to glow a faint red, glowing brighter and brighter and pulsating like a heartbeat as the seconds ticked by, each feeling like an eternity. Suddenly, they heard a sound that sent chills like spiders of ice racing down their backs: a giggle, a laugh from just beyond the door and footsteps prowling the surrounding halls. There was a monster lurking outside with an intent to kill. Oka’s voice lowered to a barest whisper, but she could not stop the chant, or they would have to begin the process over again, and that would take time they didn’t have. The footsteps grew closer, each foot fall sounding like a sledgehammer in the silence of the corpse-ridden school, echoing in the ears of the two hidden students. Shin began to tremble, and Oka wanted comfort him so badly, but she could not put down the candle of dripping black wax in her hand or murmur any words except for the ancient Latin text. Then, with a glint in his eye of fierce determination, Shin stood up, and Oka’s eyes followed him curiously while her mouth continued to usher forth the chant. What was he-? “Oka,” he whispered. “She- no, it is going to find us before the ritual is complete.” Oka’s eyes suddenly widened in panic as she began to predict in her mind what he would say next. Shin continued, “I won’t be of much help in the fight, but I can be a distraction.” Shin held up is hands to try and calm Oka as she began to shake her head furiously, but unable to say any words to stop him. “It’ll buy enough time for you to achieve power enough to stop her. Goodbye, my friend.” Shin bent down and gently kissed Oka on the forehead. Oka screamed internally, begging him not to go, but he could not hear her thoughts. With the fate of a martyr before him, Shin reached up to the door that was framed by streams of light, and at the last second, he turned back to Oka and smiled sadly. He blinked, and a single tear rolled down his face. Then his head turned back to his fate. He reached up, and pushed the door open. The last seconds he was in view felt like slow motion as Shin stepped away from the dark room into the harsh, unyielding light that enveloped him like a gateway to wherever Shin was going after death. Then, the door swung shut. Oka could only watch the doors close and hear the echoing screams of laughter and the disgusting sounds of a knife penetrating human flesh. Screams were swiftly silenced but ended with bubbling croaks. Oh, Shin, she thought in agony to herself as tears streamed down her face. Shin, why did you have to do that? Curse this ritual that prevented me from saving him, from stopping him! It’s all my fault, oh, Shin!! A final, gasping gurgle issued from the space outside, signaling Shin’s death.  Oka said the ending words of the ritual with gasping, sobbing breaths. A dark mist began to swirl, like living shadows, and Oka could feel the rush of strength and passion that was poured into her form as arms, pale as ghosts with fingernails red as blood, erupted from the ground like hellish flowers in a circle around the now-floating Oka. They responded to her thought and will, twitching with anticipation of vengeance. Oka could feel the strength and speed coursing through these new extensions to her form. With a mere flick of her finger, the arms reached up and tore the door separating Oka from her enemy effortlessly, leaving the doorway dusty and open. Yandere-chan, the monster, a psychopath for love, stepped through the door way, covered with the blood of one of Oka’s only friends. She looked at Oka while stroking her dripping blade with the look of someone exhilarated by the thought of a true fight at last, and Oka screamed with tormented laughter somehow more nightmarish than Yandere-chan’s own. This was going to be a hell of a fight.  
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This is great, Kris!Loved it. 
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