|Dreaming of phlox and double tulips and lillies… under gray skies|
Despite the mildness, we are under London skies- gray- gray - gray. We read, visit the library for more books, read more, cook n bake, gather with family and friends, read some more and go about our home like moles under the dark earth. We miss our evening walks, bike rides and just spending entire days outside. Now I have tried to go out and enjoy the mild weather, but really under the gray skies everything seems gloomy. Even the kids prefer to stay in despite me getting them out there to romp and play. Its 45 degrees, I say. Got out and play, I say. They peek from under the books and toys and ignore me. This weekend I am determined to get them out there and playing even if its in the mud. After all, this weather does not stop me from playing a bit with crochet;)
Gabli keeps it simple n easy. Its three dc and chain one across and three dc and chain two at the corners. When I get to the starting point, I chain three and turn and then add two more dc into the chain one below. Simple and fast. A loves the color so far and so do I. The best part is that I saved this yarn from the dumpster. It has a sad beginning but perhaps this yarn will make it.
A family on my block, that I did not get the chance to meet, lost thier home to foreclosure. From what I found out from neighbors, they were good, hard working folks. When they lost thier home, they packed only necessities and left everything behind to live a life of less is more. A giant dump truck was brought to the front of thier home and workers were tossing everything but the kitchen sink out. I came across them with a neighbor on our evening walk. We decided to be nosey and peak in. Wouldn't you know it! I found a box full of wonderful new yarn! Yes new! We were told that it was ok to take the box since the stuff was going to the dumpster. I rescued over 20 different yarns last year. The one above is from the dumpster. I decided immediatly that I liked the family living thier even if they were gone. After all, if there is a crocheter or crafter in the family, then they have to be good people. I pray that they have been able to restart thier lives wherever they are and that yarn has made its way back into thier lives.
Now I am a certifiable germ freak, so ofcourse I had to wash them. I have never washed yarn before, so like a good crafter, I didn't bother to look up any information on doing this or even ask…. this was an adventure. I put them in pillow cases and used some of my nylons for the smaller ones. The one I am using above faired rather well. But, others…. well take a peak…
From being on its way to a landfill to laying on a little girls bed…. what a journey for this yarn! I pride myself in using these rescued yarns and telling thier story. Whatever I make from them, I give as gifts (I cannot bring myself to selling anything made from these on Etsy) and I let the reciever know the story. I am surprised how easily people accept the gift even if it came from a dumpster.
Sort of reminds me of God's redeeming love. He takes our discarded and messy lives..gives us a good washing. And in the washing it gets messy and tangled as we deal with things about ourselves we rather keep a secret or ignore. He takes His sweet time with us, pulls and pulls, yanks and sometimes it hurts when he cuts out what is no good, but He keeps going and never gives up. Then he tidies us up and gets us ready to make something beautiful and useful. Thank you God for your reedeming grace.