One of the things that I love about knitting and crochet is that if it doesn't work, you can rip it all out and begin again, albeit whilst muttering some choice curses. Nothing is lost... other than fifteen hours of patient lacework, the chunk of hair that you pulled out in frustration, a smidgeon of your sanity, and most of a bottle of gin. But other than those little things, absolutely nothing is lost. Personally, that's one of the reasons why I crochet/knit rather than sew. (Since this post Continue Reading