A Tale of a Shawl and a Table
While my sister visited me over the past weekend, my husband was busy conducting a workshop with a colleague in San Francisco and brought me back two lovely gifts. A shawl (can a knitter ever ever have too many?) and a handmade notebook. He knows me well.
My table is finished! I love the newness of the surface and I hope that this refinish lasts us another 30 years like the first one. As always, the table still has personal flaws that make it lovable and unique. Now if I can only get used to the slightest whiff of polyurethane in the air. This is even after a week drying.
As I mentioned on Sunday, I ripped out my entire shawl on Saturday after finding a mistake near the beginning. I confess I'm a perfectionist and the deed had to be done. I dropped down a needle size and love the way the shawl is knitting back up.
Oh and hey, a valuable lesson I learned from this shawl that I want to share with all of you: look and critically inspect your knitting when you pick it up to knit each day. I wish I would have done that.
|look at that reflection!|