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Granny Hexagon Afghan Progress

In late August I received a VERY large box of yarn from my mother.

box of yarn

She had been to a yard sale where they were selling a yarn. She filled a large box full of color-coordinated yarns and sent it to me. I am a giving person, always making things for other people, but rarely receive like in return, so this was a pleasant surprise. I immediately began considering what to make with it. Within twenty-four hours I had sorted through my Pinterest crochet board, found the Granny Hexagon pattern I remembered, and was crocheting granny hexagons with the intent of making myself a bedspread.

Here are the first five I made:

five crocheted granny hexagons

And nineteen of them joined together, using the “join-as-you-go” method shown on the Petals to Picots blog:

joined granny hexagons

Based upon the nineteen, I figured I would need 266 hexagon granny squares. It took me just four weeks to complete all 266 of them. I think I was obsessed!

In the last week I’ve continued adding granny hexagons to my first nineteen.

many joined granny hexagons

The orange markers are my center line, giving me the direction of top to bottom. I’ve got quite a ways to go, but I’m very pleased with how quickly the join-as-you-go method is working. I will definitely be using that method from here on out!

I’ll let you know when I have the bedspread finished. I have a feeling that I won’t be crocheting anything else until it is done, which means some gifts may be delayed later this year! I should feel guilty about that, but I’m enjoying making something for myself too much for guilt!

Thursday’s Treasures – Christmas Tin

Some treasures are big and lumpy, others are small and shiny. This one is battered and well used.

Christmas tin

Many years ago I received this tin filled with brown sugar fudge (a family recipe – another treasure!) as a Christmas gift from my mother. The fudge is long gone, but the tin is used daily. It now holds tea bags!

Christmas tin

I open it every morning to make Bill’s cup of tea. I can’t say that every morning I remember that it once held fudge (after all, it is early morning and I’m pretty much on autopilot), but now and again I do remember. And when I remember, I smile and feel all warm and fuzzy, thinking of my mother and the love she put into the making of the fudge it originally held.

**Thursday’s Treasures highlights the small things that make my life a good life. It may be an item, it might be a book, it could be a song; whatever it is, it makes me smile and is therefore worth treasuring.

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