was a favorite motto of my late friend Fuzzy. He would snort if he knew how many times I have to resorted to that quote of late, he always warned me...when you get as old as me, you will ****-up a lot, too. I would always reply "I will never get as old as you"
Jokes on me.
Yea, so all of my knitting projects these days take 3 starts to get them going in the right direction. So it is with my latest attempt at reproducing in knitting a winter bag to replace my worn out summer rattan bag...
it is just the right size and shape to hold my knitting, my camera, my palm, and still not look like I am a bag lady carrying around my attachments. The shape holds things secure.
So, the concept was to have it be felted for stiffness, but mix it with stripes of non felting yarn to give it textural interest.
First error, forgot to change the tension on the lk 150 to the larger tension to accomodate for fulling, second error, miscalculated stitch and row count (inverted them twice) because I decided at the last minute that the stripes would look cooler vertical. And third error, ran out of wool when making the handle, bottom and sides in one piece. So have to rip that out to make sure there is enough yarn for the bottom and sides, and use the acrylic for the handle.
Will the nightmare end?
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