I'm A Hooker...

and I'm jolly proud of it too!

I've found myself a lovely little sunny nook in which to crochet my grannies.

  See Liz, I don't have that Granny pose going like you do!  Do I?!!

The view isn't too bad either.  I can keep an eye out on the little people riding their bikes

or climbing trees at the same time. 

That's multi-tasking for you.

This really is the life. 

Cuppa tea on the window sill, pretty yarns at my feet,

a simple crochet pattern that I'm not getting cross with for a change,

and warm sunshine.

 

I have quite a pile forming here. 

I decided to edge all my patches in white, as I do like a white border on my quilts and crochet blankets

(she says having not even completed a single crochet blanket!!)

The colours are lovely and bright so the white sort of tones

it all down a little and it all looks more uniform.

Here we have a few of my patches so you have an idea

of what my blanket will end up looking like. 

I think I like it?

I've taught myself to wrap the ends in as I go, so sorry to disappoint you Jo,

but there isn't that awful job of threading them all in at the end. 

And the cut-offs have a good use too, as No.3's worm farm!

The prettiest worms I've ever seen.

Somehow I'm finding crochet much more enjoyable this time around.

I think the time between first learning and now has been good for me. 

My brain just seems to be coping better with it. 

It's just like when No.3 learned how to ride her two wheeler recently. 

Each weekend there was a huge improvement from the last, even though she hadn't done any practicing in between times. 

The brain is an amazing thing.