Crochet capers

Finally, after what seems like a long hiatus, there is some serious hooking going on over here at Betsy's. And, miracles of miracles, I actually like what I am making.

You see, there has been covert crochet going on for weeks. But, not a single scrap has been finished as I get half way through and realize that I don't like that particular combination of colours, it's just not working for me and I cannot imagine that finished item being displayed anywhere in my house.

The problem being, I am a colour perfectionist. This also explains the multitude of paint sample pots in our carport from both Betsy and our last house. I would photograph the stack of tins but it could be indicative of deeper psychiatric pathology so we'll just leave that for now.

I am loving this cushion cover pattern found in a 1982 Woman's Day Collectors Series pullout booklet. Complete with advertising for Summit Light cigarettes and Pearl Drops tooth whitening polish. And these colours are joyous and light and sing happy to me.

These were my previous attempts that seemed good in theory and then were just not doing it for me when executed.

Too dull and yet kind of fluoro at the same time. Will be unravelled and turned into something else not involving concentric stripes. The colours were chosen to compliment this cushion. Which they kind of did, sort of.

But, I like the new combination so much more. Must get back to it, overwhelming need to complete something.

On a concerning note, I think my children have been reading the blog, or my mind. Both are worrying. A few days ago I posted a little note about wishing I had found my wool basket when my children were small enough to fit inside it.

Liongirl was eyeing it off for about 10 days before being unable to overcome that desire to just hop in.

And there is nothing more motivating to a 5 year old boy than his 2 year old sister beating him to it. Quite impressive really, in an awkward way, must look into contortionist classes.