Often my decisions, once finally made, are overturned. And even then, I frequently have doubts.
So it should come as no surprise that yesterday I decided to frog the needle case I'd started the night before, and instead make a bowl.
Here it is before hitting the washing machine:
It will take a couple of days to dry completely, I think. I'm working on two more smaller ones, to complete a set of nesting bowls.
The needles are still homeless.