D'vorahDavida
Yetzirah

  Not long ago, I had an idea for a felted bag. I got out my design book and made a little drawing. An innocent little drawing. Turns out you better be careful what you aim for.   I found some orange yarn in my stash and cast on. At a certain point almost halfway through, I realized I was going to run out of yarn. So I frogged it and started over. Made some adjustments and knitted until I ran out of yarn. Turns out I should have frogged again, because I didn't have enough yarn to get the shape I wanted. But it SORT of was in the ball park.   Cute bag. But not what I was really hoping for. Not to be deterred, I decided to try again. Much math ensued. I don't like math. But there was math between me and my little drawing. … so I did my math. Cast on again. Knitted until I ran out of pink. Here's the result:   Oh my. We loves it, we do. The button…. oh, the button!  I have been saving that button for a long time. This was it's best destiny. But it still isn't quite the shape I wanted. I'm trying to decided if I AM going to be deterred from my mind's eye project. I think I have learned something. Just because I can draw it, doesn't mean I can knit it. At least not yet.