Do you dream in color?
I do! Usually fabrics, yarn, and scrapbook papers.
Do you dream in texture?
I do! Usually clean cottons, Angora fur, and mulberry paper.
Do you dream in sound?
I do! The click of corner rounders, the clink of crochet hooks, and the chink of pottery on the table.
Do you dream with scents?
I do! Clean cottons, fresh cut paper, and ink from pens.
Moral of the Story: Dream of what you enjoy, be it at night or in the day.
After years of trying, a dear and treasured friend finally taught me to crochet. There was only one problem, after a few lessons (including some difficulty figuring out how to make squares and not triangles while cussing frequently and making everything so tight that a teeny weenie flea could not squeeze through my stitches), I was hooked!
But that meant I had a love of yarn. So soft, so many colors, so many gauges, so many textures, and so many choices! I have balls … of yarn! Oh, the yarns I can weave!
That meant I needed the various hooks. Small, large, arthritic handles, bamboo, metal, oh my!
Lastly, there are the projects. Even though I only knew single crochet for years, I could make bags with buttons, bags with cinches, washcloths, scarves, and even cat toys, oh boy!
Where am I going with this? Well, when it comes to gifts, you’ll never guess what you’re getting! Just be assured that it’s been made with a hook and yarn. I’m a happy hooker!
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