Sometimes when knitting lace, I have a hard time believing that something so fine and delicate is being made by my hands. My hands are more utilitarian in nature. Hands that were made for working not for hand modeling. Callouses can still be felt on 6 of my fingertips from years of playing electric bass. Damaged nails and frequent scars show my true klutzy nature. Polish never worn on nails that feel like they're suffocating under a layer of lacquer.
Somehow, they fit the bill nicely for lace knitting though.
Pics Taken by Hubs
3 comments:
I feel the same way about my hands.
Those are the hands of a Cleric if I ever saw them.
That purple yarn is BEAUTIFUL!
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