quite simply put,
i crochet to save my sanity...
and as i had not crocheted in quite sometime
i feared my sanity was in peril.
my lack of crocheting ways
has come from
trying to finish Our #1's blanket,
every time i look at it,
i am overcome with an emotion that i have yet to get a grip on.
perhaps for some it is hard to understand,
indeed i myself,
am somewhat amazed by the intensity of the emotions that pour from my heart,
when i give myself time to think of her departure into the world,
and more so when i think she will soon be followed by Our #2...
but i miss my crocheting and
i am miss my sanity.
i need them both
for without them i am 'a drift'.
so i have told myself it is okay to start a new blanket
and return to Our #1's in a few weeks.
i am quite sure some of you have inhaled a deep breath
followed by a 'tut tutting',
knowing the knowledge that comes with putting a work in progress to one side.
and yes i know it is risky,
but it is a risk i must take,
for i need to spend quality time with Mr Hook...
since making my decision,
i am back on the path of crocheting goodness
and lordy does it feel so mighty fine...
me and my sweet Mr Hook
doing what we do best.
'oh so happy'
back and forth
no need to think
no need to look
just me and him in perfect harmony,
sorting out the world
one stitch at a time,
thoughts are pondered
questions never quite answered
time spently wisely...
i am now at the point where i only have eyes for him,
Miss Ethel is out in the cold,
the Clan are making noises near dinner time,
i, with no intention of moving out of my chair.
used dog and pesky olive are left to their own amusement.
little olive now living with a chronic case of 'crochet addiction'
trying all sorts of pesky approaches,
so my 'ordinarily extraordinary' blanket may become hers
but i see her every time.
and why would i call my blanket
an 'ordinarily extraordinary' blanket?
i'm thinking you may be thinking...
well for me i am always quietly amazed.
when i sit back,
having repeated over and over
one simple stitch
in several different colored yarns
i see once again,
that an ordinary 'day to day' thing,
when made by hand
has the ability to become something quite extraordinary...
she is wishing you the peachiest of peachy times, this weekend ~ Tif