Advent Scarf: Day 5 (and a confession)

To begin this post, I'd like to thank my daughter, who had a bad night, meaning she's been in bed most of the afternoon. This enabled me to do my 16 rows of horseshoe lace. And a load of cloth diaper laundry, and a load of dishes, and some Christmas decorating. Ahhhh....

She's stirring now, so on to the pictures (and the confession)


The scarf so far in front of the window


Tossed on the carpet

The confession: I don't like lace. Let's amend that: lace makes me nervous. I feel like I spend most of the time stressed about dropping a stitch and messing up the whole pattern, and having to rip back to the beginning only to be stresssed again.

But a funny thing happened today--I loved doing the horseshoe lace. Loved it. It was so nice and relaxing. I sat back with the NFL on TV, a mug of chamomile tea on the side table, and knitted lace. And it's beautiful.

Maybe I've turned a corner...