therapy scarf

my two favourite bloggers, vix at vintage vixen and sheila at ephemera, have been making wonderful things with crochet. i thought 'i should really try to learn something new-what about crochet? it looks fun, relaxing and satisfying!' i'm a very basic knitter, the master of the garter stitch, of squares and rectangles...i've knitted shawls, wash cloths, dish cloths, so many scarves, and some very rudimentary hats. i've found if you use really nice yarn, and go very large, these things can be somewhat impressive.. anyway, i went on the internets and looked up the basic crochet video. for the next hour i sat trying to understand how to make a granny square-not sure what's wrong with me, but i could not do it. my hands seemed to want to do the wrong thing the whole time, my fingers not understanding how to hold the wool and needle. every time it started to look right, i would move onto to the next part and something would go wrong... patience patience! i told myself. have faith in the process! i told myself-which reminded me of sitting knitting years ago with a friend of mine who is a master knitter. she was trying to teach me how to knit socks, a skill i badly wanted to learn, but somehow couldn't grasp.

i chucked the crochet needle across the room. and started my scrap scarf, retreating right back into the rut of the familiar. i felt better immediately. 

then i bought these on etsy :)

*****it's much later now..i was writing about this silliness in late january and here it is the end of february. since then, we have formally adopted alice trebek and all her fluff. that was the good news. 

but i also learned that a friend of mine died by suicide: she was my riding partner for the last two years. she, like so many this last year, was living through the horror of the pandemic, and had also suffered major personal blows during. she had withdrawn, and was seeking help. it took awhile for the news to reach the barn, and then to all who knew her who ride there. i'm still telling people who didn't know, as february is a cold, quiet month for riding, and a lot of people wait for spring to get back to it. so things have been shocking and sad this february. i will miss her.

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stay safe everyone.