I was 13 when I first learned to knit…a little. I tried again at 18, and then in my late 20s, and then again as a new mom in my 30s. With each attempt I’d shell out for needles and some nice yarn. But I never made it further than a few sad rows of misshapen loops before I gave up, daunted by my own poor eye-hand coordination and the expense of taking up a new hobby that required not only raw ingredients, but expert guidance. About a year ago, I decided it was time for my once-a-decade knitting experiment.

Source: Wall Street Journal December 14, 2018 18:33 UTC