March | 2015 | 365 Days Handmade

March 11, 2015
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Day 69/365: New Crocheted Afghan

I finished this little yellow afghan and sent it to a friend yesterday. (And in case you were wondering what I decided, I went with no edging.) I am still on a mission to use up yarn from my stash, so I decided to crochet another quick baby blankie to give away.

I crocheted a chain of 145 stitches and started a lacy strawberry pattern that incorporated a scalloped edging.

Like so.

Then I decided that it wouldn’t do for a baby afghan. So I ripped it all out and started a new pattern, this time with a shell stitch. It actually turned out kind of nice, so I think I’m sticking with it. For now.

Pretty, right?

Oh, P.S. I used my KnitPicks ballwinder to change that skein into a more attractive flat-bottomed ball. In case you noticed the difference between the two photos. Because I’m a little compulsive like that.

March 10, 2015
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Day 68/365: Hike (Resting the Arm and Shoulder, but Not the Legs)

This morning I met my friend Roberta to go for a hike up the side of a large hill or small mountain, whichever way you want to look at it. If I didn’t have plans with Roberta to go for this hike today, I would have just sat on the couch all day with the TV on, eating potato chips and chocolate, and either knitting or crocheting and not leaving the house. I think I would be great at doing solitary confinement in prison.

Anyway, so Roberta and I hiked up this large hill/small mountain in Los Osos, and it was not easy, but it was a good workout. When we got to the top, we both pulled out our cell phones to take photos of the view of the Bay and of the fog rolling in over the water, but the sunlight was so bright that neither one of us really knew if we were capturing any good photos.

Luckily, I did take a good photo. It’s just showing up small here. Click to get a better view!

The funny thing about the hike was that when we reached the lookout point, we discovered that somebody had carried an old bench all the way up there. Having just barely clawed my way up to the top of that mountain, I couldn’t imagine how anyone could be that agile and fit as to carry an unwieldy 50+ lbs bench while navigating that steep hiking trail. That takes some commitment and dedication.

How’d that bench get all the way up there?

But I guess in the end, the view from the top makes it all worth it.

That’s the Morro Bay Rock in the center of the photo, underneath all that fog. And somewhere in the distance, across the Rock and also underneath that fog, is our house on a way smaller hill than this one.

March 9, 2015
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Day 67/365: To Edge or Not to Edge?

Yes, I know. I should have been resting the arm and shoulder when it hurt from so many hours of knitting and crocheting, but I was so close to finishing my project. Well, actually, I was so close to running out of yarn that I figured, what the hell, I’m gonna keep on truckin’ until I finish this thing.

My primary intent in starting this particular afghan was to quickly use up yarn from the stash and turn it into something useful. This particular yarn is Caron Simply Soft, and the name of the color is Sunshine. I had two 7 oz. skeins that I knew would produce something the size of either a baby blanket or a small shawl.

After I ran out of yarn, I thought it looked kind of plain and needed something to fancy it up a little. So I added a simple shell border. But now I don’t know. Do you think it looks better with or without the edging?

Before: Without a border. I think it looks clean and simple this way.

After: With a white shell border. Now it looks a little more old-fashioned, I think.

March 8, 2015
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Day 66/365: Not A Nothing Day

“I don’t have anything to write about for tonight’s blog post,” I told Sean. “Today was kind of a nothing day.”

“You could write about how you got up this morning and your husband made you breakfast,” Sean said. “And then how later on we walked down the hill and went to the Otter Rock Café and had lunch with a view of the bay, and we watched a sea otter cracking open an oyster. And after that we walked down to the library and found a couple of good deals in the used book sale, and afterwards we went and got some really good frozen yogurt downtown. And tonight we went out for a delicious sushi dinner. Today wasn’t a nothing day.”

“You’re right,” I said. “Thanks for writing tonight’s blog post for me.”

And I got this much done on the afghan, along with everything else we did today.

March 7, 2015
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Day 65/365: Counting Down to the Time Change

Over these last few months, I’ve been staying late at work and typically leaving the prison between 5:30 to 6 PM. Normally I have no problem being inside a prison, unlike Sean who absolutely does not enjoy the idea of being locked inside a penitentiary surrounded by electric fencing, barbed wire, and gun towers with armed guards. But when it’s 5:30 PM in late November and outside of my office it’s like night time and I have to navigate my way through a prison yard where inmates are freely walking to the chow hall– I become acutely aware of my environment and the fact that I am a petite woman walking outnumbered among convicted felons who are potentially violent. It is a downright creepy, nervous-making feeling.

Now that it’s March, the days have started to stretch out longer so that it’s still bright outside when I leave my office, and I’m easily spotted by the correctional officers as I make my way through the facility. It’s also nice to get home and still have enough natural light to take a photo for the day’s blog post and show you a little bit of our view from the deck.

Ahh, fresh air and the ocean. Such a contrast to the work environment.

March 6, 2015
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Day 64/365: Full Moon

I am almost too embarrassed to admit this, but I’ll share with you anyway: I have been knitting and crocheting so much lately that I think I injured myself a little. My right arm and shoulder have been sore and aching. It’s not quite carpal tunnel, but probably something along those lines. I hate to say it, but I may need to take a break from the needles and hook for a few days. At least there is the sewing machine, though…

Tonight I left work after 6 PM, which is late for me. By the time I reached Morro Bay and was turning into my street, the moon was already visible in the sky while the sun was starting to set. I pulled into my driveway and got out of the car and stood staring at the sky. It was a really pretty sight. I love seeing a full moon, and I love that the days are getting longer. Even though it’s still the same amount of hours, the longer days make me feel like I have more time. You know what I mean?

March 5, 2015
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Day 63/365: Letting Go of Perfectionism

So I was crocheting along last night, and I stopped to look over the rows that I’d completed so far. That’s when I noticed something about one of the shells. The pattern calls for shells that consist of three double crochet, a chain, and three more double crochet. That chain space is where you would insert a single crochet in the following row. Anyway, what I noticed was that I’d messed up the placement of a single crochet. Rather than insert it in the chain space, I’d crocheted it between two double crochet.

The crochet hook is pointing at the misplaced single crochet. See if you can spot the mistake.

I despaired for about a minute. I thought, I’ll rip it all out and fix it. But as you can see from the photo, I was already up a few rows. Fixing the mistake would have meant frogging half of the already completed afghan.

So then I had to ask myself: How important is it to you that this afghan be perfect? Do you really want to undo all of the work that you just completed, in order to fix a mistake that no one else would even know was there? In the grand scheme of things, is that one little imperfectly placed single crochet going to make a huge difference?

My younger and less-experienced-in-life self wouldn’t have had that little talk in her head. Upon noticing the flaw in her work, she would have immediately started ripping out the stitches to get at that one single crochet and fix it. My younger and less-experienced-in-life self was a little bit of an uptight perfectionist.

My older and current self is a lot smarter. (And really, lazier.) It just wasn’t worth it to me to undo the last hour’s worth of work just so that I could have all of my single crochets in all of the right chain-one spaces. Because even if all the stitches were where they were supposed to be, so what? This afghan was meant to be used and enjoyed, not put up on a wall for display.

So I made the decision to leave the stitches alone and to let my little mistake remain. In time, I’ll forget it’s even there, and I’ll have moved on to other projects and other concerns. Because that’s how it is in life sometimes.

March 4, 2015
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Day 62/365: New Crocheted Afghan Project

On Sunday I decided to put my newly upcycled shabby chic bureau in my craft room. (By the way, that particular room will have its own little makeover this summer, so stay tuned for that!) Of course, in order to make room for the bureau, I had to move a bunch of other stuff around, and this led to me sorting the yarn stash and realizing that I had accumulated an incredible amount of yarn that really needed to be put to good use.

It occurred to me that one way I could quickly use up some of the yarn would be to crochet an afghan and then donate it to charity or give it as a gift to someone who wanted it. And truth be told, I was getting kind of bored with knitting socks. So yesterday I pulled out the crochet hooks and started three different patterns of afghans. One was a strawberry lace pattern, the second had a popcorn stitch design, and the third was a basic repeating pattern of single crochet and treble crochet. I decided I didn’t like any of them and frogged each one (now I realize it would have made this post more interesting if I’d taken photos to share before taking them apart). I knew I really wanted to make something with a shell stitch, and I went back to a pattern that I liked.

This whole crocheting experiment took up a good deal of my afternoon yesterday. I’d set aside my work-in-progress sock, leaving it on the floor near the couch. Naturally I forgot it was there and then stepped on it last night, breaking one of the wooden needles in half and effectively putting an end to any further knitting on that sock.

So it looks like I will be working on my new yellow afghan for a while, or at least until this weekend, when I get sick of it or finish it or my new KnitPicks needles arrive, whichever comes first.

March 3, 2015
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Day 61/365: Working in Prison Has Ruined Movies for Me

Sean and I were hanging out in the living room after dinner. “I’m going to put on a Netflix movie,” he said. “Do you have any preferences?”

“Not really,” I said. I was knitting and wouldn’t be looking at the TV screen anyway.

He chose a movie called The History of Future Folk. It had something to do with a guy who was an alien and landed on Earth with a mission to wipe out the human race, but then he heard music for the first time and changed his mind about obliterating the population. I guess he decided to stay on Earth and met a woman, and they had a child, and somewhere in between he learned to play the banjo and played what were apparently popular nightly sets at a New York bar.

I sat there knitting my sock while the movie played out, and I didn’t make any comments or really start paying attention until there was a scene that involved the main characters going to jail.

I looked up at that point and stopped knitting. I noticed something about all of the men who were supposedly arrested and were now incarcerated in the jail.

“None of them have tattoos!” I said. “That’s so unrealistic. That wouldn’t happen in real life.”

“Really?” Sean said. “That’s the part of this movie that you’re going to find unrealistic?”

March 2, 2015
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Day 60/365: How to Upcycle an Old Bureau into a Shabby Chic Beach Cottage Credenza

As you know, on Valentine’s Day I found this little gem and rescued it from the trash. I gave it a makeover and shared a sneak peek. I promised a big reveal in two weeks, so today I give you the full deets! (Click on each photo to enlarge.)

The poor little bureau only had two working drawers, and they were missing their knobs:

Narrowly missed being sent to the landfill!

I bought some aqua paint (Clark + Kensington Good Life) and four faceted glass knobs, and then I got to work.

Paint ($10, but free to me because Sean paid) + glass knobs (4 x $6 each) = A damn good deal for the final product, if you ask me.

I put wood putty over the extra holes in the front of each drawer, and then I painted them.

Sean built a shelf into the empty space where the missing drawer would have gone. He also drilled a couple of new holes into the top drawer for me.

Empty, hollow, and a little sad.

Getting measured for a new shelf…

… and waiting to dry.

I was hoping for a nice sunny day today where we could carry the bureau out to the backyard for a pretty photo shoot. Of course it was overcast all day and rained instead.

At about 5 PM, I’d had enough waiting and decided to take photos on the front porch, clouds and rain be damned. It did sprinkle a little, but I think the bureau did a nice job posing for the grand reveal.

And here it is, in all its upcycled glory:

Ta-da!

Before:

After:

I think it would make a great credenza for the TV, DVD player, and DVDs. It would also look great in my craft room where I store my yarn and fabrics. Either way, I’m pretty pleased with how it turned out. It’s got me thinking of doing a lot more trash picking and upcycling. Stay tuned!

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