I’ve mentioned before how I continue to be amazed when a vague subject crosses my path (literally, visually, or electronically) several instances in a short span of time.
It happened again today—three events within a ten-hour timespan. The subject is SO vague, you may not even be aware of what it is.
Tatting.
No, not tattooing, just tatting.
Per Wikipedia, “Tatting is a technique for handcrafting a particularly durable lace from a series of knots and loops. Tatting can be used to make lace edging as well as doilies, collars, accessories such as earrings and necklaces, and other decorative pieces.”
Until about ten years ago, I had never heard of it myself since the gene for sewing, knitting, and crocheting skipped over me.
But then my sister-in-law Alice gifted me with a tatted bookmark made by a friend of hers. I liked it so much I bought some as gifts for family members.
I discovered recently that somehow mine had gotten lost. Vivian Elsner, the crafter, had moved away so my local source was gone. Then Alice found one tucked away in a drawer to fill the void. It now hangs safely on the bulletin board above my writing desk.
I was sitting at my desk today readying some cards to put in the mail, and I glanced at that tatted bookmark. “I know someone who would appreciate one of those,” I thought to myself.
And yay, I found four offered by an Etsy crafter in England, so I ordered them.
After dropping off my cards at the Post Office, I stopped at the information desk at our local library. While the librarian was looking up something for me, I glanced at a display rack on the counter.
There, right in front, was a notice for a free tatting class in June.
I mean, come on now. What are the odds?
Then when I got home and opened my blog idea book to get started writing today’s post, what should fall out except the information card Vivian had included with her tatted bookmark.
I give up. OK. All right. Uncle. I’ve written about tatting.
So this isn’t my usual make you laugh post, or advice on living a happy life, or ways to be better at public speaking. I’ve told you about tatting.
What you do with that knowledge is completely up to you.
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A short video of a woman tatting. Now you understand why I could never do this.
Educational and fascinating….who knew! And your humorous spin on things is always a joy to read Norma . I wonder if those of us who still can’t text with their thumbs would hold the rest of the tatting class back. ????
It’s so wonderful to hear from you, Marybeth! You never fail to make me laugh. Text me some dates you can meet for breakfast, lunch, or coffee.
This knowledge does not even “peek” my interest a little – it ranks right alongside basket weaving and making soap. There are some things you just know you would not be good at doing. But I love the bookmark that you gave to me many years ago.
I know. I got dizzy watching that lady tat for 30 seconds. Many people find that kind of crafting relaxing but considering I can’t even thread a needle without making a knot, I would NOT be relaxed!
My Aunt has been trying to get Emily and I to tat for a long time. I have a commitment at 9 this morning, but I am actually thinking I would like to attend that class! Maybe I’ll send Emily while I’m in my appointment and surprise my Aunt. She sent us a kit and we have it all here not knowing what to do with it. In fact, you are the only person I’ve ever heard talk about it. Hmmm… maybe this post was meant for me to see.
Absolutely, it was meant to be, Libby! When my bookmarks arrive from England, I’ll call you and you can come for coffee to see them. Thanks so much for commenting.