365Caws is now in its 14th year of publication, and was originally intended to end after 365 days. It has sometimes been difficult for me to find new material, particularly during the winter months, but now as I enter my own twilight years, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to provide daily posts. It is my hope that along the way I may have inspired someone to a greater curiosity about the natural world. If so, I can rest, content in the knowledge that my work here has been done.
Monday, November 29, 2021
Networking
Day 47: Although we speak the same language, I could bet that what you mean by "networking" is something entirely different than I mean by the same term. Having played around with making a couple of simple bags and a snood, I decided it was time to up my game with the challenge of clustered stitches in a dainty doily. Despite appearances, I do have a "pink and fluffy" side, and it manifests largely in a love of lace, whether knitted, crocheted, tatted, made with bobbins, woven or otherwise. However, the days of antimacassars and jabots have passed, and lace-work is seldom seen in homes or on garments, and certainly not to the extent it was employed in the 1800s and earlier. Lace-making, it would appear, is a dying craft, too time-consuming for the hurried, busy lifestyles of modern times. It must be said that lace demands hours from its creators, and substantial after-care in laundering, starching, pinning and drying. Yet to me, lace is art and, as such, adds elegance to any setting, even one as down-to-earth as my rural home.
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netted lace,
netting
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