. . . this old dog (me!) learned how to crochet!
My goal for the winter was to teach myself how to crochet. I gave up teaching myself (I'm no good at reading directions. I'm a hands-on kind of learner) and asked a friend to show me how.
Much easier than knitting!
My hands cramped up and my eyeballs bugged out but I made a couple of doilies and a whole bunch of flowers.
Notice the loose stitches and the curled up edges. Not ready to enter anything at the fair quite yet.
But it has given me a whole new appreciation for the oodles of old doilies and crocheted tablecloths that I have collected over the years.
How could I have ever walked away from any of them if they were priced over a couple of dollars?
They are masterpieces of concentration, time and talent!
I'm going to try to crochet a bunch of these!
Now, go thank your grandmother for giving you all of her old doilies!
They are truly a labor of love!