One week ago today HopeAnne taught me to crochet. She learned much of what she knows from my grandmother, her great-grandmother, and now she has passed it along to me. My mom tried to teach me a long time ago but these hands that were so good at small quilting and hemming stitches, just couldn't loosen up enough to crochet. My stitches were too tight.
I guess you could say I've loosened up over the years?
I'm not sure the Good Doctor would agree.
Anyway, I fought the urge for quite some time. I didn't think I needed yet another hobby. However, I did envy the fact that her hobby was portable. A sewing machine, not so much.
And then we found out about a local group that makes hats and scarves for different organizations that help the homeless.
So I asked her to help me make a scarf.
That was last Friday. My first attempt wasn't the greatest; add a stitch here, lose a stitch there. That scarf has curves it's not supposed to have.
But it will still keep someone warm, right?
And then she told me that you have to count your stitches.
Makes sense.
Now I'm on a roll. One week down and 4 scarves complete.
Of course she has at least double that, and with all kinds of fancy stitches.
But this is kind of fun! Thanks to those who have donated odds and ends of skeins to HopeAnne. We're both using them to create fun and creative hats and scarves. The possibilities are endless!
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