About Knitpurlfect

Hi there! I’m Eleanor — a tea-loving, sock-knitting geek originally from the UK, now soaking up the sun on the beautiful Croatian coast with my family. If you’d told me a few years ago that I’d be designing colourwork socks, I might have raised an eyebrow — but here we are!

I fell head over heels for sock knitting when I realised that Croatian summers are way too hot for bulky sweaters, but just right for small, cosy projects that travel well and keep my hands busy. There’s something wonderfully satisfying about creating something tiny yet full of colour and personality.

Stranded colourwork is my happy place — I love playing with patterns, colours, and geeky details that make each sock a little adventure. I’m passionate about writing patterns that anyone can follow, whether you’re just starting out or have been knitting for years. For me, knitting is all about joy, comfort, creativity, and a little dash of nerdy magic.

This blog is where I share the enchantment of working each stitch and pause to appreciate the simple, beautiful moments of knitting and life’s gentle pace. I hope it offers you the same comfort as a warm cup of tea and a favourite chair.

You’ll find links to my pattern stores here, too. Take a look around, try a pattern or two, and don’t hesitate to get in touch — I’m always happy to chat!

How a basket of yarn became a daily ritual

My yarn basket is sacred. It’s one of the few things in our home that my three-year-old instinctively knows not to touch. Nestled beside my rocking chair, it holds a soft chaos of fingering-weight yarn destined for a cozy memories blanket, and a quiet, waiting stack of worsted merino — patient as ever — dreaming of becoming a sweater. It’s always within arm’s reach, ready for those quiet pockets of time when the house finally stills, my mind softens, and my hands remember what to do. Back during the pandemic, I returned to fibre crafts as a way to cope — and my love of knitting quickly deepened. When we moved back to our family home on the Croatian coast — and our family grew — carving out a “corner of peace for Mummy” became a quiet necessity. The first step was converting an old piece of furniture into a home for my yarn and needles. I added my knitting books, a lamp, and spent what felt like forever searching for the right chair. Eventually, I found it: a rocking armchair that fits ...

Welcome to Knitpurlfect!

Hi there, and welcome — I’m so glad you’re here. Whether you’ve stumbled upon this blog by happy accident or followed a strand of yarn from one of my patterns, it means a lot that you’ve stopped by. I’m Eleanor: a tea-loving, sock-knitting geek living on the Croatian coast. I’m especially fond of stranded colourwork, geeky details, and the kind of slow, satisfying making that fits perfectly into quiet days and cups of tea. This blog is my cozy corner of the internet — a space where I’ll be sharing my original knitting patterns (mostly socks, always colourful), along with personal reflections on the creative process, the rhythm of slow making, and the joy found in tiny, woolly details. You can expect two posts a month: 🧦 One featured pattern 📝 One essay-style post about knitting, creativity, or life at a slower pace My hope is that this space feels like a comfy chair and a good conversation — a place where making things matters and where there’s always time for one more row. S...

The Ritual of the First Stitch - On Knitting, Life, and the Promise of Beginnings

Even the most intricate shawl—a tapestry of lace, color, and countless tiny stitches—begins with a single cast-on. That first stitch is quiet, unassuming, almost invisible in the grand design, yet it holds within its thread the promise of everything to come. Every chapter in life begins with that single, intentional act. That first step is quiet, unassuming, almost invisible in the grand design, yet it holds within its footprint the promise of everything to come. Preceding this first stitch is an intentional ritual. Choose the pattern, squish the yarn, wind the skein, pick up the needles, find your knitting spot, put on comfy clothes, grab a warm drink, cue a TV show or audiobook, breathe, exhale, and begin. Some knitters follow every step; others dive straight in. Some pause, some rush. However it looks, this ritual carries intention, and in that intention lives the weight and expectancy of the first stitch. Preceding this first step is an intentional ritual. Get up, have a drink, get...

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