Monday, October 4, 2010
Part of my Sunday afternoon was spent with this stone, some thread and a crochet hook. Oh, and I can't forget that I was also joined by a cup of coffee followed by a glass of red wine. This week though, I had a different plan. Instead of using Margaret Oomen's pattern as given on the tutorial found here, I decided rather to use Margaret's stones and her work as inspiration and to do my own thing. ( I almost said my own pattern but let's be honest. There was no pattern.) This was a big step for me because crochet and I have never really hit it off. Having worn bell bottoms and ponchos as a child, I can't say that I have ever been a fan of crochet. (Remember seventies crochet? Not terribly pretty stuff.) Then, a couple of years ago, my opinion started to change. I started to like crochet and I became eager to learn. I attempted to teach myself but I just couldn't seem to get it, to wrap my head around it. Then, about six months ago, I tried crocheting in a circle and it clicked. I soon discovered that the great thing about crochet is it is very forgiving, unlike my cat after I trim his nails. Thus, with little experience, I was willing to try crocheting freestyle around this stone. Crocheting talk has ended. My apologies. Who knew I could speak so passionately and at such length about crochet.
So I've got the stone, the confidence and assorted beverages. I start to crochet. And crochet. And crochet. Because you see, I chose the biggest stone in my collection. Look at it beside last week's stone.
That is one big stone. I underestimated how much thread is required to cover a stone of this size. Perhaps you have already noticed that there is a change in colour thread. let's look at the back of the stone.
Yep, I ran out of green thread. As I was using the red thread, I started thinking how the stone reminds me of the autumn leaves -- green, then yellow, then red with a little green peeking out again. Or a Rastafarian beanie. Take your pick. Either way, I like it. Doesn't mean I won't pick up enough thread of a single colour in the future but for now, it sits proudly on my table.