'She expects Irene to fade away once the drinks are served but the old lady settles into a chair by the window and reaches for a sewing basket placed nearby'. "Mother loves her knitting" is Hastings' only explanation.
you've got to start somewhere...
For years now, yes, YEARS... I have been fascinated by the word 'knit' in prose. I have long thought that it would be
a chore fun to chronicle all of the sentences I have come across in literature that contain the word 'knit'. Now years later and many opportunities missed..."Why, that is an interesting sentence with 'knit' in it...I should write it down"...I am finally going to do it. One has to start somewhere and even if I had started years ago, I still would have had many missed opportunities up to that point too.