A little yarn

I can now declare that it is absolutely indeed Fall! It's not just the crisp mornings and evenings, it's not just the changing of the light, or the turning of the leaves; I mean it is all of these things, but it's something else that makes me certain of the season. I have pulled out my yarn.

Simple as that. It seems I'm not the only one to celebrate the autumnal shift with a bit of yarny malarkey, I've been seeing woolly creations popping up all over the interwebs and social media these days. It makes perfect sense of course.

I had two skeins of fat foggy gray yarn that I contemplated for a bit. Then I began, as you do, working my rusty crochet stitches one after the other until it became familiar and easy again. I love falling back into the meditative rhythm of loops and motion... well, until that moment (many moments) where I've made a crucial mistake and the peace is interrupted.  I am ashamed to admit that when that happens, some less than lady-like words have escaped my mouth on occasion. Then, I begin again.

Eventually, the last stitch is made, loose ends sewn in and I have a lovely and cozy Fall cowl for the coming colder days. It is indeed Fall!

The Circle Game

It must be winter...
The yarn has come out and I have taken up the hook for the first time in an age. As I always do, I start a little practice bit, just to get the hands working, to remind my brain how to do this, and to get the rhythm right.

My go-to trick is a roundy thing. I do like to go 'round more than I like to go squareish when it comes to crochet. Fairly soon the Engineer will begin to worry over my going in circles, it has concerned him before. Still, round and round I go.

I had no plan, I just started to get started, and though it has a little bit of wonk, it isn't turning out half bad. There could very well be a granny cushion for my Granny's love seat in the near future.

What is your favorite winter craft?

This also happens to be an excellent way to avoid cleaning up my studio which is in such a state that when I went in with purpose - I ended closing the door and taking up the hook again.

Wonky and Bright

Wonky and Bright, that's me! I am on my second week of recovery from a minor surgery and it's getting better all the time.  Minor or not, surgery feels a bit like getting hit by a truck and the first week was a little wobbly. This week I'm back to school drop and pick up, quite excited to be driving again. The Engineer has been a whole lot of Superman lately and I can not thank him enough for taking over. Of course, family and friends have been stunningly helpful too, I am truly blessed to have such a caring support group around me.

I have done the tiniest bit of making whilst laying in. Crafting under the influence I'll call it. Under the influence  of pain medication, sunshine and Spring! Everything is blooming in the brightest of colors! Yesterday on a family Sunday drive I nearly cried seeing rows of Dogwood in bloom, the flowers were the most amazing shade of salmon pink!

To celebrate the kaleidoscope of my neighborhood in bloom and my feeling well enough to make a little something, I grabbed my long neglected hooks and found the brightest of all yarns in my stash and just began. It took me a minute (or half an hour) to remember what it was I needed to do. It took me another half an hour to get my stitches relaxed and even. The Engineer got that worried look on his face that he gets every time I take up the crochet and asked what I was making. "I don't know," says I, "I'm just moving my hands and getting the rhythm."

And it grew. Then pony Girl suggested that it should be a blanket, for her. "Alright," I said, "it might be done by Christmas."  Anyway, it doesn't really matter. The yarn is crazy colorful, fun and makes me happy to look at.  The thing I'm making is decidedly wonky and bright, just like how I am feeling right now.

And how are you my friends?