It's a glorious day when one of your own would like to learn to crochet.
A day I had hoped for, for years, finally happened.
During a business trip to Dallas last month we were fortunate enough to visit #2, Jole Blon,
who lives in Keller, Texas with her lovely family.
She expressed an interest in the dishcloths I was working on.
She had dabbled with a few stitches many years before so I handed over some yarn and a hook, a little instruction and before you know it she was single, half-double and double crocheting her hands away.
So a package is in the mail for her.
Yarn and a hook.
A gift for her to continue practicing.
(Gotta' strike while the iron is hot.)
And dishcloth sampler with the three stitches she learned:
Cream is sc.
Brown is hdc.
And varigated is dc.
A little picot edge.
And she'll be ready to make some dishcloths to coordinate with her kitchen.
(Coordination is of utmost importance.)
Have you ever had a willing participant?
How did it go?
