The other girls in her knitting group were always showing off their beautiful lace shawls and scarves, so fine and airy. Not to be outdone by any creative endeavor, the girl was determined to conquer lace. She decided to try her hand at creating this lovely shawl:
She bought some beautiful lace weight alpaca yarn, ever so fine,
in the Fall shades that suited her coloring...
At the yarn shop she purchased her favorite wooden needles in a US 4.
"This needle is square", she noted. After ripping out and casting on for the third time she had an epiphany. "This needle is the same color as my yarn. I can not see my work."
Back to the yarn shop to buy a shiny new US 4.
"This needle is pretty, and I can see my yarn," she said. "But I still can't do this stupid pattern...
It's too hard for me. I need a fatter yarn."
One of her girl friends had given her this pretty yarn.
"It will even match the picture!"
She started on the shawl for the sixth time, using her pretty US 4 (again).
"This pattern is to tight", she cried to herself!
"I need a bigger needle."
She grabbed her shiny US 8 and went to work on the pattern, counting carefully, marking each row.
"This needle is just right", she said. "I can see the pattern, the soft yarn is magnificent to work with and after it's blocked, the result will be soft and beautiful."
"I am the Queen of knitting", she gloated, just before she dropped a stitch.
Laurel. Take pleasure in the small victories of life.