Alas, The Clapotis
Notice that this wasn't "AT Last, the Clapotis..."
It happened right after Memorial Day - much to my chagrin - right after I had hit the straight rows and was dropping stitches on purpose. It was so lovely - so cool.
And then I looked away for a moment - nary a second - and when I re-focused, I realized that several rows back - just far enough to be unsavable - I had dropped an unintentional dropped stitch.
So, to the frog pond it went.
I've not had the heart to start it again - I will, though...just after baby blanket season.
It happened right after Memorial Day - much to my chagrin - right after I had hit the straight rows and was dropping stitches on purpose. It was so lovely - so cool.
And then I looked away for a moment - nary a second - and when I re-focused, I realized that several rows back - just far enough to be unsavable - I had dropped an unintentional dropped stitch.
So, to the frog pond it went.
I've not had the heart to start it again - I will, though...just after baby blanket season.
posted by Liz G. | 2:00 PM
1 Comments:
Ugh! That's terrible. You probably just need a short break from it, then you can return, invigorated!
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