Having been a devotee of several blogs which feature crochet for a while now, I thought, rather than sit here cluelessly thinking how lovely it looks, that I should learn how to do it. I can knit pretty well, so how different can it be, I thought. Hmm. Off I went and bought a couple of hooks, a couple of books. Plenty of wool in the house, from my knitting projects, this should be a doddle
My confidence didn't last long, in fact, it was well and truly dampened..... after starting and stopping and starting again, I couldn't get it at all. The patterns were written in a strange language, which was incomprehensible to me. Much grumpiness ensued. Feeling daunted, I mentioned to my mum that I was trying to teach myself, but was having no luck. She came to the rescue, as mums usually do. She has a friend who can crochet who is happy to show us both how it's done! Marvellous! Off I went the other night to Mum's house, and after half an hour round the kitchen table, I was finishing off my first square. It looked a bit uneven, but it wasn't too bad at all.
I have practised every day since then, and I think( and hope) that I have improved! I found a tutorial for crochet flowers at the wonderful Attic 24, and here are my first attempts in all their modest glory.
They've multiplied!
I also found this tutorial for hearts
It may look far from perfect, but it makes me feel really happy that I've fathomed out the mechanics of how crochet works. And I understand the patterns!
So, I bought this little stash of goodies at the weekend, and I hope to be able to show new (and vastly improved) fruits of my labour at a later date. Soon.
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