Ode to Casting On

I cast on the front of Marcel’s Sweater last night. I think casting on may be the best part of knitting. You start with nothing more than a simple strand of yarn and pretty soon, you actually have stitches. Then, after a few rows, you start to see the pattern of your stitches emerge and you get a glimpse of where the piece will go. A small amount of work grows so quickly and yields such promise. Where you had a ball of yarn when you sat down, you now have a fabric. It’s magic.