Monday, March 2, 2009
"The fiddly bits"
says the Yarn Harlot. Anthony Bourdain would probably say "the nasty bits," (although probably about something truly nasty), but I say the "#$%^&*bits. I don't like fussy, fidgety projects and yet I keep making them. Oh well. The end results are generally worth the swearing. Not that I swear. Pay no attention to hokgardner's claims to the contrary.
Henrietta (might mean woman who may have a little too much time on her hands in some language someplace) is finished and gracing my kitchen counter. The knitting part is easy and so are all the %^&*%^ bits, but they do take time: three crowns, three tail feathers, two wattles (what an ugly name!), two eyes, and one beak.
It's sort of fun and if you, too, have a little spare time and want your very own Henrietta, well, knit it yourself. Once was enough!
[Oh, and the messed-up Kitchener's stitch? Still messed up, but you'll notice the angle I took the photo from!]
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Just when I was about to suggest that the grandkids would each love his or her very own Henrietta.
And you do too swear.
Henrietta is cute. She reminds me of a hand sewn version I have that is really a bread basket cover. When the kids were little, they loved lifting up her wings and plucking out a warm roll or muffin.
How is the eyeballing of sock length going?
I want a chicken. Think of all the stockings I've saved you by not procreating!
And you do too swear.
Oh - whoops! I commented on your more recent post about the adorableness of Ms. Henrietta Hen. Far far out of my league - for now! But maybe sometime in the future... :)
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