The first thing I every crocheted, outside of just making chains for miles, was an afghan. Unfortunately that afghan has since passed on and was much loved and cherished. Since I moved to Texas I didn’t think I’d ever make another one again, at least not till I moved back to a cooler climate. But then I wanted to do something special for my dad when he got remarried.
Thus we have my first ever knitted afghan. This also happened to be the first project I’ve actually done since moving to Texas almost three years ago and it was done last year, before I had decided that I needed to start knitting and crocheting more often. All the yarn for the project was bought specifically for it as I wasn’t working on emptying out my hoard yet. I also don’t have a whole lot of blue in my stash, but it’s my dad’s favorite color, so I had to buy something just for him.
Considering that knitting is not really my strong suit and it had been 2 years since I had actually handled yarn in any fashion other than to move it out of the way, I’m pretty proud of the results. I also don’t anticipate that I’ll be making any more afghans soon, not to mention I don’t have very many skeins that would work well together, so I was a little sad to leave this behind when I visited my dad in Colorado.
But it does give me something to look forward to when I get my stash down to zero. It means I can go buy yarn and I can make myself a new afghan since the only ones I have are ones that were made by my mother. There’s just something about having something that was made by me, for me.