What started as a simple tat to celebrate summer has turned into a real groaner for the old grey spaghetti.
Forgive me, for I have been stupid
Maybe my brain went on vacation. (Can the mind play tricks in absentia?)
Why wasn't it working?
Is Stupidity Contageous?
Round two of the Valiere Square consists of simple five-picot chains that connect around round one. There was even a handy note about joining two picots together in one join. Easy peasy.
But when I tatted it, the motif cupped around my index finger like a perfect little thimble.
(See my error yet? Oh, what a staggering blend of hubris and idiocy. Not reading the directions carefully leads to this kind of carelessness every time.)
Second try (8 picots = 18 stitches) was much better, but it still curved in on itself a bit.
Third try (10 picots = 22 stitches) lies perfectly flat. Sweet success! Right?
Nope. See anything different about my motif, compared to the pattern image? Let me show you the two images together:
See it now? D'oh!
Can you believe for a WEEK I have been fussing over this pattern, never realizing that I only joined to HALF the connection points? The answer was right there, in the photo, in the stitch counts (i.e. the math), right there all the time.
Boy, do I feel sheepish!
Anyone know of a brain restorative tea that I can drink between now and next Tuesday?
