Some of the tatters from Here-Be-Tatters were interested in trying these butterflies from the diagrams I made for myself. You better believe if I had made them for general distribution, I wouldn't have put in a sample with the threads just tied and hanging there! I think if you click on this image it will come up large enough to print -- drat, it's huge. This is the advantage of Firefox, you can print preview it then tell it to print landscape and fit to the page. I don't know what any other browser might do. If someone wants it and it just won't print, leave a comment, and I'll see what I can do about making it smaller. Also, just to be certain I don't leave any one out, I've posted the .pdf file in the Here-Be-Tatters file section and in a discussion on eTatters.
Since I'm off to a baby shower tomorrow -- it was about time to get this finished. The lace is finally sewn on and down. I found that things which are going through the washer and dryer tend to curl up and must be completely tacked down if they are not to need a lot of ironing. And, who in their right mind irons anything, especially baby clothes? Certainly not me! My sister, of course, tie-dyed this baby onsie in an all-over crumple using (I think) three shades of pink. That yellowish cast on the right sleeve is only from my picture taking inability. The neck decoration is made from a little bit of my butterfly bookmark pattern and an approximation of some butterfly edging I saw somewhere and couldn't find. (It's probably in that collection of stuff I downloaded at work and haven't brought home yet -- so it's not in my PDFPick.) If you look closely, you might be able to see the two tiny pink scrapbook buttons in the central butterflies. I used one strand of Signature pink ombre machine embroidery thread and one strand of Gütterman white sewing cotton, so the thread size approximates DMC 80 tatting cotton.
Tatting while listening to audio books is what I call relaxation. I get home from work, get dinner out of the way, then park myself in my favorite chair. I pick up my lap desk covered with shuttles, patterns, strings and beads, stick the earbuds in and say, "Checking out!" Nobody bothers me then -- until it's time to go ride the stationary bike, that is.