I was talking about crochet a couple of days ago. I think I’ll continue on the topic.
Two months ago, when I was last here, my sister-in-law was getting married. She was moving to Canada the day after her wedding and had to sort out the stuff that she could take there and leave out. She had 24 balls of crochet wool, a half completed shawl and some other stuff that she couldn’t take with her and so asked me if I was interested. Was I? Yes, I was interested but the problem was that I didn’t crochet, I knit. Anyway, I told her that the only time I had held a crochet needle was to darn in the ends of the sweaters that I had knit. The only thing I knew about crochet was that it was worked with one needle and that it could be worked with threads as well. My SIL taught me a couple of stitches and I practiced on them in my spare time. May I add that I had only spare time in my last trip because I was the newly married bahu of the house and hence not required to even get a glass of water for myself. The SIL got married and flew off and we returned. Once I was back home, all my problems resurfaced.
I have only one problem in my life and that is that I am afraid that if I ever die it will be of boredom. (If you visit my blog more than once every three months, I am sure you have read it before!) And it is true that I have only myself to blame for that problem. I get bored very fast and need to find new things to keep me busy. At a given time, I need to be crazy about three things: a person, a book and a hobby. If even one is missing, you can bet on it, I’ll be ‘down and depressed’.
Anyway, I returned to find that I had no hobby and driving Z crazy was not fun anymore. And so while unpacking, I found the wool and needle and decided that the unpacking could wait for two more weeks. Crochet was what I just had to do. I struggled with the yarn and tied it all in knots and then undid the knots again but it just wouldn’t take the shape of a shawl. When Z came home, I told him and he in turn said” Internet per dekho… ” and he was right! A little bit of searching and learning the basics later, I was ready to read patterns and write them too. Sometime during those days a friend of mine had a daughter and a week later I had finished my first baby shawl. Another week and I was half way through my second! By the end of the month, I had a book mark, a couple of coasters and a doily .
The next month I had to travel again and was then back in India. You know, crochet is a very old art and most grandmas and old aunts have done it. I found that my late Mother-in-law had done some really nice doilies and bed spreads. I visited another relative to see some of her mum’s stuff. Two weeks later, I came home to my mother and found that even mum did crochet before she got married. In fact, she has curtains, bed spreads, doilies, bags and God-knows-what-else all nicely kept wrapped in between sheets of old paper in a trunk! (Hmm… like mother like daughter, eh?)
Yesterday, I found some really cool blogs on Crochet. There is only one problem… they are in every language except English! Anyway, here they are. Do check them out.
Crochetland Odet by Marisa Justo
This place by Samanta Maragno (This lady is a Prof. inMathematics!)
This place by Pink Rose
Tricote Amor by Kety