Poncho Sleeves? Is that a thing? Or is it an oxymoron? Or am I just being a moron? Hmm… Oh well… If it wasn’t a thing before, it is now.
This past fall as I was crocheting the Modern Granny Winter Poncho by Jeanne Steinhilber of the Crochet Crowd, I realized that it really needed to have sleeves. The temperatures were beginning to drop, but not enough for a winter coat. And while the cowl was keeping my neck toasty and warm, my arms were still chilled. Rather than continuing to add round after round until the poncho became an unwieldy blanket, sleeves became the best option.
I have used Lion Brand Wool Ease yarn for several of my projects over the years, from an afghan that took over a decade to finally finish to what I imagine will be my heirloom blanket. However, it wasn’t until my latest project that I began to appreciate the yarn itself for its colors and its softness.
I love crocheting. I really do. There is a challenge in deciphering instructions that makes the cogs in my brain creak and turn. It’s calming once I’ve stopped raging at what feels like my own stupidity when I’ve frogged the first few rows for the fifteenth time and it starts looking more like the finished project. Then as the project grows before my eyes, I find myself being amazed at the creativity I possess, gaining confidence with myself as a human being.
Since the yarn is so thick it didn’t take much time. But she did gobble up almost five skeins of yarn! And now that I have the pattern memorized, it was so easy! All I can do is gush about my new friend.
I actually have a normal hobby, believe it or not. I enjoy crocheting. The possibilities are endless when it comes to creating something with my hands. I still consider myself a beginner even though I have several intermediate projects either done or as works in progress.Whether its the texture or color of the skein I have in my hand as I stand in the yarn section of the local Walmart or the colorful pattern I found online, it sends thrills through my body. And it’s something tangible I can show people. I can’t do that with my writing because my writing hobby is just for me; a story I have created to escape the stress of living in the real world.