I’m feeling a pang right now that is small in the scale of the heartbreak engulfing the world, but it’s still a pang to see on my calendar “MDK One-Day Knitting Getaway” for May 9.
Saturday was supposed to be a great day at MDK. We had plans to bring Cecelia Campochiaro to town for an epic day of marling and sequence knitting. We had a bunch of superfantastic knitters set to come hang out. It was going to be a highlight for us, to spend time in real life with people who love to knit as much as we do. Cancelling this was such a disappointment.
What We Had Been Planning
At the start of this year, we set a goal for something we have craved for a long time: gatherings. Literal gatherings of knitters, in real life. We have a brilliant person on our team, Janet, working on this idea—her job title has the word “event” in it.
By early March, we had cooked up a lot of ideas for things we wanted to do in order to make this virtual MDK community into something less virtual. Gatherings, workshops, travel with knitters.
The May 9 One-Day Knitting Getaway was all set.
Our June Knitting Getaway in Sewanee, Tennessee was likewise ready to go, with 100 knitters signed up. The teachers were incredible: Cecelia Campochiaro, Karida Collins, Sonya Philip, and Vilasinee Bunnag. Canceling this event was a sad, sad thing. I’m still shuddering a little at the void this leaves.
We had a group trip ready to announce in March for a September voyage to Ireland for workshops with Carol Feller, a ramble around Donegal, and general exploration of a place we’ve always wanted to visit. We had to pull the plug on that, which was a painful decision given that our tour company had been extraordinary in helping create the trip for us. And Carol was so game for it.
And in what now seems like something wildly impossible, we’d been working on a river trip through Europe. AS IF.
One of the most beautiful things to watch evolve over time in the knitting world has been the phenomenon of knitting gatherings. Knitters love to be with other knitters. And whether it’s at a local yarn shop, a local fiber festival, or a big convention, there’s just so much love in the air. So much falls away when we’re in the same place, together.
So What to Do Instead?
Don’t worry about Janet not having enough to do. She is busy! We are not giving up on the idea of gatherings. It’s just that for the moment, they will need to be virtual. In other words: we carry on as we have carried on for a long time, right here in this virtual space.
That headline is a Raffi song that was bored into my brain when the lads were young. By the end of their toddlerhood, I had consumed a possibly brain-altering dosage of Raffi. But Raffi really nailed it when he said “Your friends are my friends/And my friends are your friends. The more we get together, the happier we’ll be.”
Of course, I don’t see this happening anytime soon. We will socially isolate for however long it takes. But I really need to know this is going to happen, that Diana Ross is right: “Someday we’ll be together.”
PS In the gallery up top, good times at the Knitting Getaway at Shakerag Workshops at St. Andrews/Sewanee School. Plans are coming soon for 2021, so we’ll keep you posted. In the meantime, Shakerag Cookies.