Knitting, Spinning, and a dash of Exercise thrown in for good measure.
Monday, April 2, 2012
I CUT THE SHAWL.
I AM TERRIFIED AND JUBILANT.
My sense of geometry has abandoned me and I am panicking about where to pick up stitches for the two remaining legs of the triangle. There are zillions of yarn ends that need to be woven in, and frail, cut stitches in the steek that cry out for stability.
What have I done? Only what the pattern calls for, but the earth trembles beneath my feet.