Last Christmas I swore that I would make small trinkets throughout the year instead of saving up for the December frenzy. I started well, I made 12 or do dishcloths by March and felt quite proud of myself. I absconded with several of them to give away to another perfectly worthy recipient with the thought that I could whip up a few more quite easily. Here is is the end of November and I only have 2 in my Christmas box, 2. Do you know how far 2 goes? Nor far at all my friends, no far at all. I decided to get on the ball.
Here are three more. That makes two large and three small but I’m not even close. I need to pull out the crochet hook and make some nylon scrubbies. I did plan for those a bit, I brought 10 yards of that stick-to-everything nylon over to Granny’s one Tuesday and cut while Boo entertained her to keep her out from under foot. It was a hoot to watch Boo try to figure out what I was doing. I need to use a larger hook this time, I nearly sprained my wrists with how tight I worked.