I knit in public all the time. I knit while I’m in waiting rooms. I knit on the bus. I knit while walking to the post office. It is always awesome when someone notices and comments, even if they think I’m crocheting (well, sometimes I am crocheting, but you know what I mean). And when it’s a fellow crafter, and they ask what it is you’re making, and want to talk a little shop, that can be even better. I was at the garage, getting an oil change, and a woman came in to drop something off for the cashier, but she spotted me in the waiting area and came over to see what I was making first.
I figured, if I’m not going to bake while wearing all black, the least I could do is work on my off-white angora scarf.
Unfortunately, the lovely angora fibers all over my shirt and skirt don’t photograph well.
And now I’m eating pizza, so I’ve put the scarf away.