Before I start this post, I’ll confess that I don’t really crochet. I have a blanket I’ve been working on for about two years and it’s not even half way done.
Now, having said that. I decided to tried a stitch mom showed me to crochet my Aunt Glo’s scarf. I thought it would be good practice for me and something different and vibrant to match her personality. I used a variegated boucle yarn with a green, orange, pale yellow and white colorway. I really liked this yarn and though it would look great with mini pom-poms or fringe. I also made this without a pattern, so winging it was an understatement.
I got started ok, but half way through, I noticed one side was moving in on an angle. That meant I was losing stitches. I went to my mom to try and fix the problem. The first question she asked me was “did you count your stitches?” Count my what? I don’t count stitches. I just do the darn thing! When I knit everything stays even and the same. No counting (unless it’s a tricky pattern). Only the solitude of two needles wrapping themselves in yarn.
Back to my drunk scarf. I confessed I didn’t count the stitches and, long story short, I had to start over. My main problem was figuring out where to pick up the last stitch in each row. I would get confused and stop a stitch short causing it to decrease on the one side. After frogging the scarf more than once, I finally got it semi-right and rationalized that the imperfection was the charm of receiving a hand made item.
I did have every intention of diverting the attention away for the decrease mistake by adding the mini pom-poms. By the time I got around to tidying up all of the scarves, there just wasn’t time to make them. I decided fringe would be quicker, but kept forgetting to do it. My thought was, as a last ditch effort, I would give my aunt the scarf and then tell her I needed to add the fringe as a finishing touch. Well, that didn’t work because she decided she wanted the scarf the way that it was. I asked a few more times throughout the night, but she would not hand it over.
She liked the scarf and wears it, almost, all the time. I do feel like I kind of jipped her out a fairly flawless scarf, so I’ll have to knit something fabulous for her this year. Needless to say, all the other projects were knit. That was also around the time that I decided to stick to knitting until I had that one down pretty well before going back to crocheting. Going between the two was getting way to confusing.
