Saturday, March 10, 2012
It's hip to be square
Some were quite gigantic. After all the blocks were knit, they were to be crocheted around and crocheted together. That was the catch. I didn't know how to crochet and so the blocks sat in plastic bags in various rooms for years and years until a couple of weeks ago I brought them to David, my manly husband, who, by the way, knows how to crochet. He taught himself years ago and crocheted baby blankets and a giant afghan, then, like me with my knitting needles, he hung up his crochet hooks and went on to other things like making a living.