This is just a place marker of a post. I came home from the most unhurried, relaxing, camping trip ever to the normal business of life and haven’t uploaded my photos or anything. I don’t want to be like last year and leave them languishing on my computer. But for now, all I have are a couple of phone pics of what I’ve had in my hands any time I get a spare moment.
Does it seem like my Everett has been in the same exact stage of development for weeks? That’s because it has… a few different times. I don’t even remember how many times I’ve started this over. I must be blocking it out subconsciously. I have moved down to the smallest needle size I own, and I think it will finally be the right size for me. Amazingly enough, I’m still not sick of the lace pattern. That’s saying a lot. I’m so used to this lace pattern, in fact, I was able to work it while watching the Orphan Black premier with no mistakes. That is really saying a lot.
I made a dent in my Fire Opal Tee on the way home from camping, but I’ve set it down the last few days to restart Everett. It will be my project for “smoke breaks” and doctors’ offices though. I can’t wait to see these “sort-of cables” transformed into neat little cables and dropped stitches.