Over the past year or so, the Magpie has begun to receive some more serious crafting gifts. From knitting needles, to friendship bracelet kits, crochet hooks and – most recently – the ever-popular and a-cursed rainbow loom. Making many, many items – or at least starting to – has become a new fascination.
Once upon a time, I too “learned” to crochet. I could make a chain a mile long with the best of them. But, being strongly left-handed in a right-handed world and often having my good eye patched up like a pirate [in an effort to make the weak one stronger…it only sort of helped], I was the creator of many a sad and tragic crochet chain.
Yet, with all this wool and string around me…perhaps things have changed. Perhaps, with age and other skills [I don’t know…piano, typing??] comes an innate awareness of hook and yarn. Perhaps having both eyes open will help.
And there you have it. A multi-stitched…something. Yay me!
Why did I create this, you ask [as well you might]?? Because I could. I had a moment to try it out while the Magpie was
flicking little elastic bands making a rainbow loom bracelet. I could. Because I am on vacation but hadn’t yet gone on vacation. I had open space that felt a mile wide. While I’m away from work for a few weeks, this was a moment of space that will be rare over Spring Break. I used it for a few stitches of yarn before returning to the real world of laundry, housework and, in April, the 9-5.
But now, we are on vacation. I have a moment in Denver – the mile high city – with a bit of open space between flights to blog the start of our holiday. We’ve gone from the warm rainforest coast to the snowy, sky-filled [were it not snowing….] altitudes before we line up for another flight to the other coast. Back to the water and warmer temperatures and the all-consuming busyness of Disney, princesses, roller-coasters and Harry Potter.
It’s easy to fill a vacation, hit the ground running and make the most of it. It, less than intuitively, takes a little more work to create the space to rest and reap the most.
I say this now – all this talk of rest – as I have been up since 3am and am rethinking my conservative choice of a tall 3rd cup of coffee. Tomorrow, after a good night’s sleep, we are back near the sea where we aim to make the most of the moments. Decidedly less open space, but decidedly more roller-coaster excitement.
A good trade-off. The crochet will be there when I get home.