Remember when I showed you my lace shawl from last week? It was wrinkly and scrunched up and no one could tell that it was really lace. I’ll show you again.
After a little bath and some help with pins, that lace shawl now looks like this.
Framed in the window, the shawl looks even more striking.
It always amazes me how a little ball of yarn can turn into something so beautiful that people will ooh and aah over it. A few hours of work (ok, sometimes a lot of hours) and attention and you have something that could be a family heirloom. This is the kind of thing that compels me to keep knitting.
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