monday four

 Finished.

Done.

Done and done.

First ever granny squares. First ever crochet blanket. First ever crochet gift. Twenty-two days, sixty-four daisy granny-sodding-squares whipstitched into shape, three border rounds of double treble (uk) shells finished with double crochet (uk).

The corners are a bit twitchy: I'll work out how to flatten them before wrapping and giving to Moo for her 25th in late March.

I've sprinkled it, mass-like, with a very little lavender oil and folded it neat into the bottom drawer.

Finished.

Done.

Done and done.

sunday three.

 Today I made it to here.

 

Which some found wearisome. 

saturday three

 Midway through three rows of double treble shells border.

Then to finish it off with a double treble through every stitch, which will take a while.

Also today, it looks as though I've made a bunch of roses last a week.

Have a lovely weekend.

friday three

 

It's not that bad, Mojo Beans.

Sixty-sodding-four daisy granny squares whipstitched into shape. Done.

Next up: the border. 

thursday three

 Whip stitch ongoing. All horizontal rows sewed, and a couple of the verticals. Feeling quite excited about it now: about having something actual me has actually MADE actually, to give Moo on her 25th next month. I love the.... tactility? of it. 

Yeah, feels good.

What also feels good: G had the invitation today to book his first jab. So, that's Zig with his CP tomorrow, and G with his who knows on Saturday. We're getting there, eh.

wednesday three

 So, I read up on whip stitch; I watched a couple of youtube vids; I spread out the sixty-four completed granny squares; I jiggled them into a sort-of order; I piled them into columns of eights; I numbered, yes, numbered them; I colour coded them because numbering wasn't going to be enough; I began to whip stich; I unpicked; I restarted; I unpicked again; I re-restarted; I partially unpicked, and this is where I am to now.

G wandered down and told me that all quilters include a mistake on purpose. That's not, I replied, a mistake. That's a difference. And I don't make quilts. My granny square blanky will have mistakes of a difference.

tuesday three

 Today I have made pancake batter. I will not make pancakes. G makes pancakes. He also fries eggs. I do not fry eggs. He will not need this skill today. He will need his pancake fu today. Again and again.

Those things scattered around the jug of pancake batter? Why, that would be the final pile of eight, eighth of eight, ends ready to weave in. Since the first of Feb I've made sixty-sodding-four daisy granny squares. Thank you for the boot up the bum, Thingadailies. Next step: deciding on placement and researching whip stitch.

In other news: Zig (21, quadriplegic CP) has an appointment on Friday for his first vaccine jab. Exhale.