|My crochet hooks|
So off I went. I made a long tail of foundational chain stitches, then figured out how to turn it and start the next row. I was so uncoordinated that I may as well have been crocheting with my feet. Seriously, I couldn't come up with a good way to hold the hook or keep the yarn in the right place. Some of the sites offered ideas on how they do it, but went on to say there's no right way to hold your hook. You just have to do what feels right you. Nothing felt right. So I kept practicing, all thumbs, or toes in my case. Lo and behold, it started getting easier. After a couple hours, I was getting a bit of a rhythm to making my stitches. Glory! After I felt like I had a bit of a knack for it, I stopped, unraveled it all and started again. This time it went even better. I was crocheting!
Now, mind you, my crocheting doesn't look beautiful like most of my friends'. Not yet. But it will. After one more round of practice, I unraveled again and decided I may as well practice on something I can actually use. I decided to make myself a throw blanket. It will consist of lots of colors that I already have in my yarn bag. It won't have any fancy stitches and will probably have plenty of mistakes in it. But it will be mine and will show that I didn't give up. I can learn new things even at age 56-and-a-half. Imagine that! So far my blankie only looks like a curly snake, about an inch-and-a-half wide and around four feet long. I spent about two hours working on it last night to get that far. But doggone it, I've started, which is an accomplishment in itself.
|My yarn bag|
|The beginnings of a blanket|
Let me see a project (crocheting or something totally different) you're working on. Post a picture in the comments.