Four Years in the Making....
Whimsy and Hugs! Sunday morning I stretched and looked first at my clock to see just how late his new Daylight Saving time had let me sleep. Eeeeek! And then a glance to see if we had sunshine... Uh, nope. Huge snowflakes and this met my astonished eyes. Now by tonight most of the beautiful white snow had melted... March in Missouri. Of course, I made chili. My son and I decided chili is my favorite comfort food.
My son keeps saying a gray or brick colored blanket with grey or black "mortar" in brick-shaped blocks would be cool. I dunno. (Sounds like a guy who pretty much would wear all black if I didn't gift him a colored polo every now and then. He wears them if he needs to do laundry. I was told to keep hands totally off his laundry, so.... I make that "sacrifice.")
She looked right and left, and then...
As I have babbled on before, I mean to finish up projects this year in crochet, papercraft, and other horizons. I confess I used to be a project starter. I once sat by my cozy fireplace at home and burned to a crisp two-thirds of a cross-stitched, afghan-paneled thing I had started for my dear gramma, who has sadly passed away. I just couldn't see my way to ever finish that and not see her face when I gave it to her... I had procrastinated too long, and I was so angry at myself. Fast forward about 25+ years... I am not sorry about that afghan's demise, but I am sick of little storage spots here filled with starts...
In February of 2014 I chanced upon a pretty blog called Hopscotch Lane, which seems to have moved or ceased that year. I hadn't crocheted since the 70's or 80's. My sweet gramma had taught me when I was 11... I made a lot of gifts when I went to college. So I quickly ordered this Bernat Satin yarn and worked on these squares for myself. I am not a perfect crocheter... And I have improved over the past four years. I have done a few projects in the middle of this, including a baby afghan in this colorway. However, my first "child" remained in process all this time. This morning I finished her... Through the years she has been christened in Diet Coke, washed block by block, and stuffed into bags, totes, fancy 21 bags, and Wal-Mart sacks. She is no longer made in my yarn of future choice, but... she does make me smile. 42 squares of 7 rounds each. And a pretty shell border...
"Happy Birthday-Christmas-Mother's Day-Easter-Halloween-Everything" to me. Thank you... Thank you very much. I had no idea you cared!
I think she will be cheery throughout summer with these fresh colors. Hopscotch Lane said at the time it was Kath Kidston-inspired. That's just perfect.
My son keeps saying a gray or brick colored blanket with grey or black "mortar" in brick-shaped blocks would be cool. I dunno. (Sounds like a guy who pretty much would wear all black if I didn't gift him a colored polo every now and then. He wears them if he needs to do laundry. I was told to keep hands totally off his laundry, so.... I make that "sacrifice.")
Officially not a fan. My kitty was on it about 3 seconds. I had visions of getting a photo of her all curled up, but she got spooked of either the texture or the colors.
She looked right and left, and then...
Peace. Out.
I heard her running through the house, sharpening her claws and crunching kibble in a panic...
Have a great week... Thanks for visiting today.
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