Wednesday, August 14, 2013
My beautiful crocheted coasters given to me by nice person extraordinaire and recent out of town visitor, Traci. Wow, Traci. They are so pretty and I feel like they must've taken forever by looking at them. The loops are so tiny. The colors are just right for my living room too. However, I confess I am busily trying to think of a way to use these pretties that doesn't involve someone putting a sweaty glass on top of them. That just seems wrong.
I am in continual awe over the mysteries of crochet. I consider those who crochet and knit to be in some higher echelon of crafting excellence. It looks like magic. I did try to learn once or twice upon a time, but kept messing up with the turning the row thing and then gave up.
(Late Note: Traci tells me she found the coaster pattern here in case you would like to make some.)