Quick! What’s the most unlikely American city in which to be knitting?
If you answered “Las Vegas,” I highly suspect you would be right. I have gone on many, many, many trips to Vegas (always for work—alas!), and never once have I seen anyone sporting a pair of knitting needles and a work-in-progress.
I plan to change that this week, as the Toddle scarf and I pack up for my nearly-annual trip to a home building industry trade show. It’s been shockingly cold here in Virginia lately, and the Little Supervisor needs a scarf. “Mommy, it cold,” she told me the other day. “I need to keep my face warm.” She was right, as the Little Supervisor often is; the thermometer read 12 degrees that morning.
So my needles and yarn are coming to Vegas, along with my laptop, two suits, and boring sensible shoes for the show floor. It will be a week to be Career Girl again, a role that I have always loved. But I also know that as I twist and turn the yarn to create this tiny scarf’s cables in my nonexistent free time, those stitches will remind me of those whom I love more at home.