According to the Old Farmer’s Almanac the Vernal Equinox is due to arrive next Friday at 12:57 pm EDT, but in my neighborhood, winter is that uninvited guest who refuses to leave.
While we enjoyed several days of warmer weather earlier this week with some sunshine thrown in to boot, a fast moving storm plowed through the North Carolina last night and left decidedly cooler temperatures in its wake.
So much so that this morning, as my son and I made our way to the bus stop, I very much wished that I had remembered to wear the gloves that I had been able to set aside for a few days.
The temperature never got warm enough for me to crochet comfortably outside, so after I had attended to a few errands and myriad chores, I settled in with a 6.5 mm hook and the bright orange Ikea cubby basket I began a little over week ago.
Having finished the base, I had been working my way up the sides of the basket, but there was still work to be done.
Working one stitch, then another — and at one point having to frog a couple of rounds to remedy a careless error — I managed (despite myself) to finish the seventh basket.
Here it is in all of its bright orange “I can’t wait for summer” glory:
and here it is with its six other compatriots:
I have one more basket to crochet before my organizing/rearranging efforts can begin in earnest, and while I never seem to get as much crochet done in one day as I would like, I continue to move forward one stitch at a time.