Remember how I said that Taygete was just about done, only waiting for blocking? Well. I soaked her, and started pinning her out, and was so excited to have another finished object... and disaster struck.
See that little orange marker? What it's marking is a sneaky, dumb, excessively long picot, which I discovered while threading my blocking wires through the edging. And, since it was soaking wet at the time, I had to wait until it dried before I could do anything. (I fretted a lot about it over the weekend.)
Apparently what happened is: while binding off for hours straight, I cast on two stitches and bound them off for the picot, looked away for a second... and did it again before continuing on the way I was supposed to. And of course, it happened somewhere along the picked up stitches from the lace pattern, which is over halfway back on the bind off row.
Apparently what happened is: while binding off for hours straight, I cast on two stitches and bound them off for the picot, looked away for a second... and did it again before continuing on the way I was supposed to. And of course, it happened somewhere along the picked up stitches from the lace pattern, which is over halfway back on the bind off row.
And since I can't bear the idea of leaving it, I am going to tink all the way back and re-bind off. The bind off that took three hours? Yep, I'll be repeating about half of that, not to mention the time it takes to rip out a blocked edging and wash the yarn to get the kinks out.
Sigh. The things I do for art.
Sigh. The things I do for art.
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