Monthly Archives: January 2025

I learned to tat on Monday,  
My stitches were very fine.
I forgot to thaw out dinner, 
So we went out to dine.
I tatted snowflakes Tuesday,
They really were a must.
The symmetry was quite lovely,
But I forgot to dust.
On Wednesday I tatted crosses,
I so enjoyed the fun.
I learned to pray while tatting,
But the laundry didn’t get done.
I learned to tat split Rings on Thursday,
It’s fun to use two threads.  
I guess I really was engrossed,  
I never made the bed.
I started a doily on Friday, 
Oh how the colors I adore. 
But somehow in the enjoyment, 
I didn’t notice the dirty floor.
I added beads to my tatting on Saturday, 
They really enhance my double stitches. 
I was so engaged with those shiny things, 
That I ignored the dirty dishes
I found a maid on Sunday,  
My week is now complete.  
Now I can tat the hours away,  
And my house will still be neat.

‘Tatted Lace’ from Turkey

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While on a tourist trip to Turkey in 2019 I was ‘talking’ to this women in the photo about if she had some needle-made ‘oyasi/oya’ for sale like what she had on the edge of her headdress.  I pulled out my Moonlit tatting shuttle to try to tell her that I did NOT want ‘tatted’ lace (I can make that myself).  Her eyes went big when she saw the Moonlit shuttle and asked to hold it herself.  (Keep in mind that I did not speak Turkish, and she did not speak English.) After I realized that she was fondling the Moonlit shuttle longingly, she motioned to her table of lace wares and suggested that we make a trade–my Moonlit shuttle for a piece of lace from her booth.  I chose this piece of machine-made ‘tatted’ lace thinking that I was getting the better end of the deal.  She wanted me to take two, which I declined.