Apparently there’s a term for what I’ve been doing from time to time. When I find a little mistake a few rows back and slowly, stitch by stitch unknit it. It’s called tinking, knit spelled backwards.
Lol! I tink, more often than I care to admit. When I tink in public on the train I secretly hope that my nonknitting seat mate doesn’t realize I’ve made a mistake and am going backwards.
Who knew?? Not me, until now, thanks to the new Summer issue of Knitty mag. Now I know and I can say it proudly… I tink.