I got my hair done this morning, and brought my knitting along (of course) for the inevitable waiting. It amazes me how magnetic knitting is. Every single person who entered or left that lobby while I was there had a question or comment about knitting, even if it was just asking what I was working on. (For the record, I split my time between the Kureyon bag and the second Janda sleeve – I got there quite early since my mom and I had back-to-back appointments.)
And to think, each of those women would have been sitting there, bored and silent, were it not for a ball of string and a couple of sticks.