The eve of crochet season 2014

Tomorrow is August 1 which is for me, the official start of what is known around my house as “crochet season,” the time I begin work on my project for the North Carolina State Fair.

What this means in practical terms is that most days from August 1 until the day the project must be turned into the fair (this year’s deadline is October 13 at 3:00 pm) I spend several hours a day working on my state fair project. Occasionally, I take breaks to drive my son to trumpet lessons or finish a smaller project to generate finishing mojo, but for the most part, I spend whatever time I have available working on my state fair project.

Last year, I had wanted to make an afghan that celebrated my grandmother’s life, but I had only the vaguest of notions as to how I would proceed, and when July 31, 2013, arrived, I realized that without question, I was not remotely ready to begin the project, so I made Cookieghan 2.0, and even as I crocheted last year’s project, I ruminated on the this year’s.

Now with an entire year of ruminating under my belt, I have realized that I will never be fully ready to begin an afghan based on my grandmother’s life, and I will just have to start anyway.

With that in mind, I got out my copy of The Great Granny Crochet Book, and turned to this page:

One of the inspirations for this year's state fair project

One of the inspirations for this year’s state fair project

Then, I did something I almost never do: I read the directions for how to make these magnificent little squares completely before I started to crochet.

Then I got out the tools I would need to make my project:

The tools I will need to complete it

The tools I will need to complete it

and tried my hand at making the first three of what promises to be many more squares:

The first three squares for my 2014 North Carolina State Fair project

The first three squares for my 2014 North Carolina State Fair project

Like my grandmother when she stepped off La Bretagne upon arriving at Ellis Island, I don’t really know where this adventure will lead me, but it is one I refuse to miss.

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