For years I watched my Grandma crochet. She would sit for hours with yarn and projects on her lap while we played around her or watched tv together. Several times over the years she had tried to teach me how to crochet and thinking back it wasn’t hard. I think I just had other things to do. I didn’t have the patience or stamina to complete a project or to even practice so I could feel proud of what I did accomplish. She was, in fact, a very crafty person and I have many fond memories of working on new crafts with her. My dining room table still has the stains from some of her last projects. It’s the reason I put up with the uneven table legs, mismatched leaf and the need to replace the random screw that falls out periodically.
I completed hook and loop rug projects. Ok, I think I completed at least one but now that I really think about it I can’t actually picture a finished project. We painted ceramics together. I tried cross-stitch. I made a pink, punch & loop pig craft that I was proud of. I excitedly wore it to school, sewn on a pink sweatshirt with matching pink pants and was devastated when black ink was spilled on it in art class. We made pine cone crafts, clothes pin crafts, baby bottle crafts, good-luck bingo crafts (you know, so that one has an advantage at bingo). She would visit craft shows and would buy an item so that she would have the pattern to make it herself. I fondly remembering going to one craft show with her and getting Cabbage Patch Kid stickers to stick on my pencil box. Her basement rivaled the likes of Michael’s craft stores.
Over the last month, I have been learning how to crochet. And in fact I have not only been learning but completing projects. It’s relaxing. It’s a great activity while sitting with the kids as they do their homework. It’s a nice activity when I’m feeling restless with nothing much else to do. It’s been a great winter activity. October and Scarlett learned right along with me. I was really quite impressed with their ability to handle the crocheting needle and follow along with their pattern. The entire family would gather in bed under blankets, away from the cold, watching Netflix and myself, October & Scarlett crocheting together. It may be my fondest memory of this winter yet. Yet, the speed at which their projects were coming along discouraged them and their projects slowed to a crawl and then a stand-still. I offered to help pick up the pace for them while they were at school. They of course agreed and they also maintained their ownership of the completion of their project when sharing with others. And that’s just a-o.k.
I smile to myself every time I see the girls wearing their scarfs. I did something I’ve been wanting to try for quite some time. And not only did I try it, I succeeded in making what I set out to make – Infinity scarfs. I love feeling cozily wrapped in the afghan blankets my grandma crocheted and I picture my children wrapped in the same love and coziness as they wear the scarfs we created together.
Excellent!!! Love it!! You’re Grandma Helen was a Crafty Lady. I loved going to her house and seeing what her projects and what craft shows she had been too. Her and my Mom shared the craft show fun together!
Scarfs are so Beautiful but the Memory of making them will last forever!!!
Soooooo sweet cozy and stylish. Love the colors. They are like wearable blankets! I’m impressed because I crocheted one scarf with my mom- and it was the skinniest most pathetic strand of a scarf you’ve ever seen. These scarves look very professional and cozy- made with love!!!
I love that each scarf is different. Scarlett’s has a vertical pattern. October’s has a horizontal and Lavender’s has a ribbed effect. I did not take a picture of mine but mine has no beginning or end. Although it is crooked!
Grandma Helen would be sooo proud.. Now start to learn the blanket so when your girls graduate you can make them one to take to college..