Crochet is the perfect project for a day that you are feeling a little sick. I have so much work to do, but can’t get my energy back after a week of being ill, so I comfort myself crafting a colorful and blissfully mindless crochet bag. I found this pattern a few weeks ago and have been dreaming of making it, pulling out my little snippets of leftover linen and cotton yarns so that it will be colorful.
The bag is by Lucy of Attic24, and it is a free pattern that you can find on her blog HERE. I am making a variation of the bag with different handles. Lucy has full directions with photos, and is very generous to share her pattern. Thank you Lucy!
Part of the comfort-food like quality of crochet is in its simplicity. A lovely hook with one stitch on it at a time. With a very simple single crochet, you can make so many things. A calming pastime that is forgiving in its nature. I love to knit and will always knit. But crochet is here to stay.
This craft always takes me back to my girlhood, learning to crochet from my German grandmother. I can still remember the green hot pad in the shape of a leaf that she had made. How magical crochet seemed to me!
Then there was my other crocheting relative, Aunt Minnie, a little lady who was as tall as she was wide, with a great big laugh and personality to match her energy level, alway had her crocheting with her. She was the fastest crocheter I ever met. She would arrive for tea at my Italian grandmother’s house, ask you your shoe size, and by the time she left, she had crocheted you a pair of wildly colorful booty slippers. Whether you wanted them or not. She got me started on the gold and avocado afghan that I never finished. I just was not dedicated to gold and avocado for that long a stretch, I guess.
Obviously it is safer to choose a project that changes color frequently, as this one does. I find it endlessly fascinating to choose the next color. No planning ahead. Living life dangerously by just doing the row that you are on. So wild. Such a color fix. Believe it or not, there is even a row or two of gold and avocado in it.
I had a bunch of colors already, but I have to confess that I went out and bought a couple more, as I really wanted to have a red and a ochre to round out the selection. How embarrassing. I have about 22 colors. There are probably about 40 rows total in this bag! Now you know! — my name is Karen and I am a color-aholic.
Well, if you can’t be yourself in your blog, then where can you be?
Thanks for the visit. There will be no booties.