In life, crappy things happen and people let you down. At times like these I have a recourse: just knit through it.
The wedding knitting is on the back burner — only happy thoughts should be knit into something like that — and so I’m cranking away on Peacock Feathers which I’m going to give to my godmother when it’s done. We joked that she might have to wear it to her own funeral because it would take the rest of her lifetime for me to finish, but I am actually moving along quickly and pleased with how fast it’s going. Here’s my progress as of last night:
Of course, like all lace, it just looks like a giant blob, but I’m almost all the way through chart six. Chart seven is the giant monster chart, the final fringe that makes up the stems or stalks of the feather pattern, but once chart six is done that finish-line will be in sight and I’ll get sped up and ride the momentum to the end. Hopefully. Since I’ve already had one disaster with this piece, I’ll be putting in lots of lifelines and going as carefully as I can.