I find it slightly hysterical that the ‘new’ favorite craft of many hipsters is crocheting! How many centuries has this been around and how many daughters have learned from mothers this amazing and versatile skill? Now you go to U Tube and watch a video to learn! (Well, I tried that, and even knowing what I was supposed to do, found it hard to follow. Old dog/new tricks.)
Growing up in a family of master crocheters (see photos), it’s odd that I never learned from Grandma or Nana or anyone in the family
Then, after about a year of Granny Square projects (shrink tops, baby blankets, more afghans), my mom said, “Are you going to just do that forever, or are you going to learn how to really crochet?!” Hummmm. Okay.
Mom, actually, was not into crochet herself – knit, sew, quilt and everything else, but she left the crocheting to others. So, I got myself a ‘Learn to Crochet’ book and practiced all those stitches – which I discovered were really just multiples of the same thing, i.e. do 5 or 6 doubles in a single stitch and you have a puff or popcorn stitch.
Recently, we had a fun contest on my Facebook page and my friend, Betty, mentioned she was busy with her crochet. Made me a little envious. Crochet was my first love. And, I still try to work some in between aprons. I have an afghan for one of the grandkids in production that I’m trying to finish by Christmas. Does that make me a hipster? Okay, an old hipster?