R.I.P.



As much as I enjoy the sensation of ripping out stitches that took hours of my time, I truly regret that I must start anew. (insert expletive here)

Death and life, life and death...My chives are rejuvenating but my knitting efforts have expired. Do I hear TAPS playing in the distance? Ah well, it's all about learning. As Cladee said earlier, Rome wasn't built in a day. The upshot is I recognize my mistakes each time I make them. :)

I will begin again.

1 comment:

Bev said...

mom said she knitted a baby blanket for Brooke's baby and it looks more like a pot holder than a blanket :-)

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