Growing up in the South, I often heard the phrase "a mess of greens". Even Martha Stewart has a recipe.I managed to avoid pretty much all green vegetables while growing up and when I did start eating more vegetables, collards or mustard greens still did not make the cut. (I pretty much saved green for M&Ms.)
Now "a mess of greens" mostly brings to mind my poor Estonian Stole. Oh, dear. It is currently in Extended Time Out.
I did get the 800+ stitches around the entire edge picked up AND I got that first all purl row done. Whew. The edging chart is not that bad, but I am having a devil of a time with it. You can see I have numerous markers. I even went out and bought needle tip protectors so I can put it down with stitches crawling off the end when my back is turned.
I can't believe I'm this close and yet may be beaten by another 12 rows. Hopefully sometime I can find the time, the LIGHT, the patience (ha!), and the fortitude to pick it up, count it out, fix whatever train wreck I left, and move forward. The body of the stole is lovely. The yarn, a dream. I hope to wear it one day.
3 comments:
Cheering you on to the finish line! You can do it! RAH RAH!
You never cease to amaze me. This is lovely. It's just resting for a bit.
Wonder if anyone outside the south ever says "mess of greens"? It was usually turnip greens at our house. Never thought about it sounding funny to other folks, but it must!
To me it was said "Mess-o-greens" so fast I had no clue what the man said. Then I had a neighbor come to the door soon after moving in and wanted to know if I liked greens. Green what? He said "greens." That went on forever, I finally said no, I don't eat "greens." I'm in the south but I'm a northerner, we didn't eat greens, just green beans. :o)
Your lace needs a short time out. When the house is quiet, the sun is shining and you feel the need to fiddle with something, that's the day to get it out. It can be done! You can do it! I'll be rooting for you to get through those 12 rows.
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