Ferien med bestemor er for lengst over og jeg er helt på egen hånd med strikketøyet. Det var derfor nødt til å skje… det var helt uunngåelig; jeg har gjort en strikkefeil. Med resultat at jeg må ta opp hele vrangborden og begynne på nytt. Det river i meg idet jeg drar tråden ut, men i det jeg ser hvordan garnet krøller seg kan jeg ikke la være å tenke at garnet har tatt ny form og det er vakkert. Det gir meg lyst til å prøve en gang til, jeg skal ikke gi meg. Den gang skal det vakre garnet, pinnene, og tiden blir til et vakkert vinterskjerf. Bare vent å se...
Vacation with grandma has past and is over. I am on my own with the knitting. Therefore it was bound to happen… it was unavoidable; I have made a knitting mistake. Resulting in having to unmake the last ten rounds or so and begin all over. It tears me apart to pull the thread, but as I see how the yarn curls into a new shape I can’t help thinking that it is beautiful. It gives courage to try again I am not giving up. This time the beautiful yarn, the knitting needles, and the time shall result into a beautiful winter scarf. Just wait and see…
Vacation with grandma has past and is over. I am on my own with the knitting. Therefore it was bound to happen… it was unavoidable; I have made a knitting mistake. Resulting in having to unmake the last ten rounds or so and begin all over. It tears me apart to pull the thread, but as I see how the yarn curls into a new shape I can’t help thinking that it is beautiful. It gives courage to try again I am not giving up. This time the beautiful yarn, the knitting needles, and the time shall result into a beautiful winter scarf. Just wait and see…
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