After knitting scarf after scarf, my desire to go bigger got the better of me and soon I was begging my mother to help me buy enough yarn to knit an afghan (for all my NZ readers, I'm referring to a large knitted blanket, not a cookie!).
My first afghan was for me and I knitted it as the directions described, in 5 separate panels that needed to be sewn together afterwards. This was the first and last time I ever did that. Trying to make 5 panels the exact same length was a pain and even as a teenager, spending that much time on my hands and knees to sew the darn thing together was painful. Needless to say, I graduated to circular needles post haste and all my afghans since have been made in one piece.
Circa 1999
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