|Unfinished and unfinishable sweater|
My friend Karen had only one fault. She had a terrible time finishing things. By "things" I mean knitting projects. Now that she's passed, several of us have sorted through bags of unfinished sweaters, discussed the possible outcomes for each, and stepped up to bring a conclusion and destination to their process.
|Rip it out became ribbit out|
|Pillow for Bob: front side|
"Frog?" I questioned.
|Finished at last: opposite side|