…because craftiness runs in my family.
I know the basics. I’ll need a crochet hook and yarn. What I don’t have is the ability to crochet something I will enjoy when done. Although these are not my color choices, this is what I am capable of…
I have friends who are excellent at crocheting. Piece of cake they tell me before spewing the overused and not necessarily true battle cry… “If I can do it, anyone can.”
Who came up with that faux phrase of encouragement? I can touch my tongue to my nose. You can try to accomplish this task all you want, but if you don’t have the right ‘tongue’ gene, it isn’t going to happen. But it will be entertaining to watch you try.
I’m not sure I have the crochet gene. I could have gotten it from my Mother. She crocheted. She did meticulous stitches to create miniature works of art in the form of doilies. Not wanting to make doilies I opted out of the Mom lessons. Also my Mom wasn’t a fast hooker. [What is the catch phrase of crocheter’s anyway?]
We still have all the pieces of the baby sweater she was making for my first son. Mom has moved to heaven, my son is in his 40’s and there is still a sleeve to be made. When exactly do you give up on a project?
I almost talked myself out of trying. Do I really need anymore unfinished projects screaming at me? I didn’t think so until Lion Heart Yarn inspired me with this…