Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Stitching up a Storm

I finally finished it, that blue afghan you see folded and draped over the sofa above. About a thousand years ago (more like six) I started to crochet this afghan for my daughter to take to college.
Well, life intervened and it sat untouched for months at a time. I'd feel more guilty about not finishing it until now, but she hasn't finished college yet, either. Not that she hasn't been doing brave and honorable work for the US Army in Afghanistan in the meantime.
But here it is at last, morphed now into a housewarming gift, perhaps. May it keep you toasty, my dear.

I had some odds and ends of blue yarn left over so I knitted one hat, above...

and then started another one from yet a different stash of left-over yarn.
I hate to think how old that pink yarn really is. It may be pushing thirty.
Seriously.
My fingers are twitching to start some fancy new project, but I have a guilty secret upstairs: decades worth and bags full of abandoned knitting/crocheting/embroidery projects. I am not proud of this, but there it is. And so before I buy again, I am going to try using up at least some of what is lurking in drawers upstairs. The hats are a start. Mittens, Christmas ornaments, and knitted bags may be next.
Unless life intervenes again.