
As I sat in my CLE lecture -- attempting to keep utter boredom at bay by knitting on my qivuit moebius scarf -- it became crystal clear to me that the lace was never going to look right no matter how I blocked it. The number of stitches wasn't right and the pattern was full of unintended holes and it was a complete mess.


Now I'm almost back to the point where I had to visit the frog pond and, lo and behold, I sort of see a pattern! I think ripping it out was worth it. I put markers in every 30 stitches so I can see right away when (not IF) I make a mistake and can correct it before it becomes a disaster. Ah, patience is a virtue.
I've been combing the bunny and getting a lot of beautiful angora from him. I even carded up a batch on my Louet drum carder and, as soon as I finish spinning the gray Gottland wool, I'm going to spin up a skein of pure angora. The gray Gottland and the gray bunny go well together -- I may try to make something that uses both.
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