I enjoy it. As Margene is so fond of writing, "it's the process." I also enjoy the finished objects and the oohs and ahhs from friends and family, but more importantly the act of knitting is rewarding for me.
In yesterday's New York Times Carol Lee wrote a brief survey of knitting from the late 19th century to today (the piece is here, but registration--it's free--is required). Not a surprise: over time knitting's popularity has experienced many peaks and valleys.
We're at one of those peaks right now. As you might know, quite a few Hollywood stars are knitting and purling until the their fingers turn blue (and that's not from the bad Kool-Aid dye job). Apparently, when Hollywood does something, that something becomes very cool. (Guess what, kids?! I'm cool! Who knew?)
In fact the author of this editorial is so impressed by all of us knitters that she's thinking of taking up knitting, just to keep up with the trends. How, um, trendy.
I wonder how long a knitter will last if he or she is doing it only to keep up with a style. Where will the breaking point be? When will the needles be thrown down in disgust, never to be picked up again? Mine would have been the first time that I needed to change yarns. And yours?
Although, perhaps Ms. Lee will discover that it is, indeed, all about the process.