I don't knit, but I always thought of it as a kind of meditation. You express it beautifully. You are going to think this is a pedestrian comparison, but I used to feel that way about ironing. It was my favorite chore years ago.

I don't think anyone irons anymore.

There'd be a big pile of clothes, all clean and fresh. I'd slowly flatten the surfaces, smooth the edges. I had to pay attention, but I didn't really have to think.

That may sound ridiculous to you, finding peace in a mundane household chore.

You are a wonderful writer. I can luxuriate in your pieces, kind of hang out, enjoy the words and the thought behind them.