It’s no secret I’m totally mad for crochet. Not only because I can do it without looking which means tram trips, walking home from the tram stop and watching a spot of telly (even a subtitled foreign film) become multi-task opportunities, but also because it was one of the first crafts I was taught as a little girl and I love the warm cozy wintry nostalgic memories. Just like a hot cup of Milo. And fog. It was always foggy in the town I grew up in. Perfect for some woolly action.
Ready for some crochet creations. I’ll be at Sisters Market this weekend and less than 2 weeks to go before Bowerbird Bazaar in Adelaide so I’d better finish these projects tout suite!
This weekend in Melbourne was one of the coldest recorded for this time of the year and I took great delight in snuggling up on the couch for some crochet action. The cat was supremely happy. Keeping her out of this tempting woollen nest was a challenge.