An admission... I have been harbouring the thought that Jane McLellan was an evil tatting sadist. Yes, I really held tightly to that nasty little meanness for about three entire weeks.
I was certain I could not meet the challenge Wendy and I had agreed to tackle before we were joined by other eager tatters, game to produce Under An African Sky - Jane's original design.
Imagine my disgust when I could not complete the first round. Over and over I tried and even attempted to adapt the pattern to avoid the overlapping rings. As it was, these rings had frustrated me for a good half year. Plus, I am using #80 thread!
Many hours and a good deal of thread have produced nothing but dismay. The Monster was neglected. Meals were skipped. I raged.
WELL! I have completed the centre correctly!
Dyslexia be banished! Apologies to Jane! Hugs to my shuttles! Joy!
Happiness had me ordering a new LaCossette shuttle to celebrate! This was big.
The downside to all the good cheer is that there are SIXTEEN more of these ahead. However, I think I now have the procedure committed to memory. I can only hope...