The accumulation of acrylic yarn wasn’t mindless, there were reasons, but wow I have more than I wish I had.
I don’t like acrylic yarn. Two things about it I appreciate, though: it wears like iron and it brings the kitsch like nothing else can.
So the cat has a new blanket. He needed one, and we’re both happy.
I love crocheting granny squares so much. Just the most basic ones. Same motion, over and over, seemingly infinitely. It is so soothing. I already have another I’m working on.
Today’s temperature was 95 degrees when I ventured outside, and this steamy, Mid-Atlantic air feels like soup. It’s comically uncomfortable. Every year, I know it’s coming, but it’s hard to remember just how funny and terrible it is until I’m feeling it.
I made another of these dresses from double gauze. It’s the perfect garment if you live in soup, as I do.
It’s so easy and fast to make, one of those one-size patterns, and it’s mostly made of rectanglish shapes.
The double gauze is so good in the hot weather, although really I wear it all winter, too, because it’s my favorite thing.