Today I had finished unwinding the line down the hill. Coming back up to begin my hour of knitting, I was surprised to see a woman already sitting in “my” spot knitting away on the blue line! It was almost an out-of-body experience for me…as if someone had picked up a paintbrush and started painting on my canvas, or raided my closet and dressed in my favorite outfit. Thankfully, she knew how to knit and purl, and completed several beautiful rows before handing the needles to me. Another chance for me to relinquish control.