it had to get personal . . .

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ok, i’ve got practically nuthin’ today (or for the past few days for that matter . . .). all i’ve been doing in my knitting time is—think hard, now—trying to finish the bee shawl.

so we’ve been keeping pretty close company, and i thought you might like to have a peek into “a day in the life of”.

most of the time it sits like a big blob (and i DO mean big) on the coffee table

but since it’s been warm, we also get to spend some time working out in the porch

or it gets dropped off near the spinning wheel for a little girl-time

and then there is the bench outside the back door, where we somtimes take a break for a change of pace or just some fresh air.

a closeup shot would fit in nicely here. i am about 12 rows from the finish, i think here
(that would be 12 lo-o-ong rows).

i am about one-third of the way through the bottom edging and i’m hoping-against-hope that it will be pretty, because seriously, a do-over is not really an option. at least, not to my mind today (you never know, though . . .)

i ran in for some cool refreshments (it’s gotten awfully hot here), and when i came back there was the bee, chatting amiably with the coleus and the painted begonia.

so i thought, let’s go gossip with the lettuce patch while i pick a few weeds, what the heck?

i went to get the hose to give them all a drink, and when i came back it was practically throwing itself at the the tomatoes.

so i took it back inside; the last thing i need is a hybrid bee shawl . . .
i dropped it off in the office on my way inside, and went to get a glass of water, and when i came back, i caught it winking it’s eyes at david.

now to my mind that is drawing a line in the sand. i can forgive the tomatoes, but it can’t have david. period.
and when i moved around the desk to assert my territorial rights, and saw this

i pulled the plug. only I get to hold hands with david. and toying with his keyboard??
now that’s just too much.

56 thoughts on “it had to get personal . . .

  1. Personally Anne, I think that shawl is getting a little to big for its brithces too. I mean, the pure BOLDNESS of it reaching righ out in front and throwing itself at YOUR man, it’s just to much I tell ya. SOMEONE has GOT to put that sassy little number in it’s place…and I am JUST the gal to do so. I mean hey, I gotta help defend my friends ground right?! You bring that sassy, man groping,loosey goosey tomatoe flirting shawl tonight and I’ll help take her right off yer hands *sly grin*

  2. That shawl is out of control! I’m sure it has been taught a lesson who’s really the queen bee!! (hee hee!)

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