Or, re-living my youth, depending on your viewpoint.
When I was in high school (nearly half a century ago!), girls were required to take Home Economics. We learned cooking, sewing, knitting, crochet, and embroidery, as well as stuff like how to set the perfect table and how to iron and do laundry. All so we could become perfect wives to the boys who were concurrently taking Shop class (learning how to maintain the home they would eventually build or buy for that perfect wife).
My, how times have changed. Now, if those courses are offered at all, both boys and girls take them.
Because WordPress has become more of a pain than it’s worth, what with its forced-upon-us Block Editor, and because photography isn’t exciting me much these days, due to the fact that it seems like everyone takes better pictures than me, I decided to find a new hobby. I remembered the enjoyment I had while knitting and crocheting as a young woman – one year I even crocheted tiny Christmas ornaments (trees, bells, tiny ice-skates) for everyone on my gift list, and I still have my own set of those ornaments today.
So, I decided to return to the craft.
But where were my needles and hooks? Each of my girls claimed not to have them, I couldn’t find them in any closet or in the basement – and on top of that, all my pattern books had gone missing. Possibly, I had donated everything to charity at some point when I thought I was done making sweaters and blankets. In any event, I had to replace everything.
I wanted to make afghans just like the ones I had made when I was young:
My patterns were gone, and I’m not skilled enough to create something without a pattern.
Luckily, I found a free pattern online for the woven plaid afghan. I’ll probably have to pay to replace my long-lost cable-knit afghan pattern with something similar, but that will be a ways off, after I’ve remastered crocheting. I purchased a basic learn-to-crochet book to refresh my skills.
Now, I just needed yarn.
My, how prices have risen over the years! And it’s not easy to find yarn locally; Walmart carries it, but the selection is limited. I wound up paying more than I wanted, but Amazon had some very nice yarn in as many colors as I could possibly ever want.
The first afghan will be two shades of blue mixed with off-white:
Apparently, crocheting is like riding a bike – once you learn, it’s always with you. Taking up the hook again turned out to be extremely easy. Once the mesh is completed, I will weave thread through those links to make a plaid. I think it’s going to be awesome.
Eventually, I’ll graduate back to knitting so I can make another cable afghan like the one pictured. It’s my favorite – so warm, and so beautiful. I’d love to make one for each of my daughters.
Now, I need a rocking chair to complete the image. I don’t have a rocking chair, but I do have a very comfy Big & Tall leather desk chair, and I ordered a tiny footstool so I can rest my feet while acting all old lady-ish.
Not that I really want to turn into an old lady, but until the pandemic ends (had my first vaccination shot, getting the second in April), and the weather warms, I’m not overly motivated to get outside and walk off some of those extra years.
Maybe next week …
Happy Spring, everyone.
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