I am seriously at my wit's end with this winter weather. I swear it is never going to be nice again. In order to break up the monotony of our ever-growing case of cabin fever, we have been crafting. Henry told me this week that he would like to learn to knit. You know that is music to my ears! I dug out some needles that a neighbor gave me and a skein of cheap-o yarn. I cast on 15 stitches for him and showed him how to make each stitch. He thinks it's pretty cool...except for when he makes a mistake and I rip it out and start him again. I am not being too pedantic about it, I'm just letting him do his thing. Learning isn't perfect, nor is it linear. I'm just glad he's willing to keep going. This is the fruit of his labor.
I have been keeping my hands busy with learning how to crochet. This has been a years-long endeavor that has heretofore been unsuccessful. This time, it's actually working out. I will always love knitting, but crocheting is a very rhythmic, flowing sort of movement. I can really zone out when I'm working on it.
Finally, I have been working on Log Cabin Afghan squares since December or January. I hope to have twelve made, the borders knitted on and have it all sewn together to enter in the county fair at the end of July. I have four blocks done. This is the latest.
We did do schoolwork this week, too. We had more fun crafting, though.
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