After one evening, or three to four hours, this is all I managed to finish. Let’s just say I was not happy. I had over thirteen hundred stitches to bind off. To make matters worse, it is a picot edge. Cast on three and bind off five. And now you know why it took me two weeks. Or was it three?
And what else has been going on? Well, not much. Dr. Shoes (I will never be able to pronounce his name) replaced a prescription that I hated. He said it would take three to six weeks to get going and I would be tired and dizzy in the meantime. And he was right. Now, I feel pretty good.
Tags: Silk shawl
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 