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Yarn Along

I am joining Ginny's yarn along again this week. I temporarily put down my knitting needles and picked up a crochet hook. It had been a while, but this pattern was so cute, I just had to try. The first attempt was downright depressing. There was a huge bulge on one side. The second attempt wasn't much better. On the positive side, I can whip one of these up fairly quick, so I don't feel guilty making this many useless booties. The third time, I made some changes to the pattern and made it look much more like the picture. Which brings me to a question. Is it because I am crocheting left-handed that the pattern would not work for me the way it is written? I just figured it would be a mirror image type thing.

I know I say this all the time, but I love my library! I finished the book on the top, Made From Scratch, and it inspired me to check out all the books beneath it. I mentioned to Tony that the book says you can keep a few chickens successfully in your backyard and get enough eggs for your family. He raised an eyebrow at me. I also mentioned I thought it would be fun. I got the stink eye. Clearly he lacks my adventurous spirit. He is on board to build me some more raised bed gardens, so I'll be happy with that for now.
See this fellow. He is my arch-enemy. Last growing season, he would steal my tomatoes. This year, I hope to outsmart this creature. But just look at the way he is holding his fists! "Bring it on!" is what I think he is saying.
Who will triumph in this epic battle of man vs. nature? Only time will tell.
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  1. BarbaraFebruary 24, 2011 at 8:23 AM

    Such sweet little legs she has! And the booties are perfect!

    I just got Made from Scratch from the library -- can't wait to get to it. I gave up gardening a few years ago because between the bunnies, the groundhog, and deer (not to mention bugs!) I couldn't get anything to harvest! I still have strawberry plants out in the garden but every time I find ripe strawberries they have bites taken out of them. Urg!

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  2. KrisFebruary 24, 2011 at 10:22 AM

    That guy is pretty fat - he looks like he eats lots of tomatoes!! I found last year (with the same problem) that if I picked the tomatoes just as they were turning red and let them ripen on the counter, they were just as tasty and less likely to have squirrel bites out of them. Have you read Animal, Vegetable, Miracle yet? Awesome book about eating locally.

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  3. JennyFebruary 24, 2011 at 10:34 AM

    Barbara- I think her legs are pretty sweet too!

    My parents now have an electric fence around their garden to keeps critters out! I'm not quite there yet. Close, but not quite.

    Kris- I'm off to my library's webpage to see if I can get that book. Thanks for the suggestion!

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  4. AnonymousFebruary 24, 2011 at 11:32 AM

    Those booties are sweet!

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  5. Sweetness and LightFebruary 24, 2011 at 8:42 PM

    Wow, some great books and how cute is that baby, or rather those baby legs!! Oh and the booties are cute too ;-)

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