Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Talking About Daisies
The snow is almost gone here in my little corner of Illinois - but our Temperature has been playing games - up and down like a sea-saw it goes. From below zero to in the 40's and quite frankly I've had enough of this. Mother Nature - you hear that - enough I say. I don't mind the cold or the winter heat wave as long as it stays there awhile when it comes but this up down stuff is hard on my fibromyalgia.
Consequently I was feeling a bit crabby and had nothing to really blog about - since my mom always taught us "If you don't have something nice to say don't say nothing at all." But then I remembered a few kind visitors had comment on the daisy afghan that Genghis was sprawled out on a few post back.
So I quickly gathered a few of my other throws and decided I could talk about these sweet things all day.
The one with the yellow centers is the second one I made for my mom way back in the 70's. The first one was from a kit which had wool yarn and while she loved the look of it she didn't like the scratchiness of it or want the trouble and expense to keep it up. So I made her a new washable one. She liked that one better. Now that she has passed on - it has come back to me.
Each daisy - all 325 or so of them are made individually on a loom and then are all crochet together using a chain stitch. I found the entire process to be rather relaxing.
I have made these for various family member in every color imaginable and each one is a work of heart.
The gray one in the picture is in our north woods room in the basement and the one with the pink centers calls my craft room home.
"Crocheting acts as a mental and physical therapy and there are many beautiful things that are created in the process." ...Today's Crochet World
Maybe I'll pick up my crochet hook and do a little therapy.
Thanks for coming by.