BrĂ¼ssel
( Hi Tally!)
by
Adelheid Dangela
“Occhi Patchwork”
An example of fussy tatting! It was fun to do, if a but fiddly. Seems it has taken about five years for me to figure out the directions for these onion rings! I certify that there was no offensive language in the tatting of these rings.
Hankie is done. I wish it were not so stiff. I find it difficult to believe that this is 100% cotton. I can’t get the wrinkles out, even with a hot steam iron!
You can easily see that the blue thred is not quite the right colour, but it works anyway. Luckily I had just enough to finish the hankie. That is the last of the #40 Lizbeth, so it is amazing I had blue at all.
The Hoop-la is an easy one-shuttle pattern and tats up very quickly, especially in the larger thread.
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Over the weekend I was at my son’s house for dinner. When I arrived home I realized I had not got my LaCossette shuttle and Tat-Pic, both of which had been in my tatting pouch.
Realizing that while sitting on the patio, when I had jumped up to grab a naughty child in flight, I must have caused the items to tumble to the ground. There was nowhere else I had been with my tatting.
I texted my Daughter-in-law, asking her to check outside. I just knew they were under the pillows of the chair.
She texted back the next day that she had looked but they were not to be found. She said I must have misplaced them elsewhere.
Now, not that I trust no one, and not that I do not believe what I am reassured, but beware a tatter who has lost one of her absolute favourite LaCossette shuttles!
As soon as I could manage it, I drove to my son’s house and proceeded to look all around the deck where it was very wet as there had been a thunderstorm the night before.
Rain! Wet! Water! Oh no!
My daughter-in-law, to her credit, showed not a hint of irritation at my fumbling around her patio after she had assured me there was nothing to be found.
When I moved the furniture and looked carefully, there it was! Under the chair! Damp but safe. Apparently, after I had left, my son had removed the pillows because of the impending rain, causing the tatting stuff to tumble unseen to the ground.
The Tat-Pic did not fare quite as well, as it had fallen where it got a bit of rain on it. I put a bit of clear nail polish on a spot on the underside, where the finish had become a bit rough. It is now just fine as well.
I am relieved not only that I found the lost items, but also that I had trusted my inner voice, which demanded I scour that patio for my little treasures! A good lesson in trusting one’s hunches...