What is this?
Crochet?! Not just crochet but a giant granny square.
Oh and I am breaking my no-TV resolution to boot! Ha HA!
Enough with the sins, now for the graces: I am putting a dent into my basket of Wool-Ease! In addition to this new project, I have also given away a couple of skeins to a friend. Abbey is not just any friend but a crocheter whom I have recently brought over to the knit-side. That was a few weeks ago. Fast forward to today: Charlotte and I were knitting and chatting and I showed her this pattern (scroll down to see a few examples), deciding on the spot that I would make this blanket per pattern, but I would challenge myself to only get yarn for it by trading or buying inexpensively via Ravelry. No going to the store, not even for a sale.
Charlotte then left and I was alone with these threads of ideas swimming around in my head. In a flash, the basket was out and yarn was lining up on the table. It all happened so fast, almost of its own accord. I quickly perceived that I had a veritable rainbow of partial skeins. I made one or two adjustments and then, simply, began. I won’t lie; it may only be a granny square, which I have made before, but it was slow-going for a few rounds because I had to relearn how to double crochet and how to create a granny square.
Granny square: NOT like a bicycle. But still not so hard at all. Just as happened gradually with knitting, I find I am able to “read” my crochet better now that I have been playing with it for a few years (two, I think). That’s exciting. It’s progress. It gives me hope that I may someday have a decent grasp of this. But I can never be brilliant at crochet because that is my sister’s domain, you understand.
My other grace? After much hawing and heming, the zipper has been ordered for the Urban Aran Cardi.
And to close with wise words from EZ herself: “This just goes to show you…people will wear anything on their heads!”
(Matthew in his ubiquitous Greek fisherman’s cap and Elinor in a cotton cap knit by grandma with yarn she dyed herself. This is a much cuter picture than the one I considered of Zander wearing his underwear on his head.)