I’ve started to crochet again. I started a basket, my first, and it uses three strands at once. Originally the plan was to use it to store my yoga mats.
But then I realized I had a very sturdy cardboard box. I covered it with leftover paper from my side table project, and voila, free yoga mat holder with very little effort.
I could switch to the basket when it’s finished, but I may use that for yarn or something.
There’s a specific pleasure in taking materials you already have on hand and making something else with them. Transforming an object you would throw away, or making something from nearly nothing.
Right now I find I’m surrounding myself with color, letting items bring in the brightness while things still feel so dark. Whimsical, humorous, bright. Insistent patterns, little bits of kitsch.
One of my throw cushion covers has a bird with a serene, calm smile upon her beak. I look at her and her expression is contagious. I could be that bird, I think, among enormous poppies and mushrooms.
None of it is expensive. All of it can be changed when the winds or my tastes change.
But right now I need the cheer. Have a great Friday and a perfect weekend.