Sunday afternoon crochet...

Snow on the ground and beginning already to melt here in Oxfordshire, in great, cold, slushy streams, does not invite going out. It invites turning to what is within and leaving the icy, wet whiteness to dissolve undisturbed. It invites an afternoon of pursuing WsIP.

I highlight the s because I seem, rather unsatisfactorily, to have several on the go at once. It's not very efficient and results in caches of bags and baskets, holding the different yarns in odd corners. A trap for the unwary cupboard opener - an unholy avalanche awaits you - or anyone who wants to sit in the rocking chair - you can't, it's already occupied ... by yarn!

I don't think I am alone in this. It seems to "go with the territory"!

Here is what I could, should have made progress with, this afternoon, while the snow melted ...

or this ...

... but didn't!

The stripy blanket is a Granny Stripe one, (Lucy's pattern here). It started well, back in September, and then I kind of fell out of love with it so it has petered slowly to a standstill. It is half finished - too far to unpick and too near the beginning to feel that the end is in sight. I have been taking it on Thursday mornings to the Needles and Natter group just to ensure that it is not completely frozen in time. If the central heating had not mercifully been resurrected (Gott sei Dank!) I might have been keener to snuggle under it as it grew this afternoon.

The variegated yarn is to make another Japanese flower scarf, very different, in tones and feel, from the other one I made. I started it because I love the deep-sea-coloured, variegated yarn - a divinely soft, silk and alpaca mix - and I missed making the flowers from the first one. But I find that a lot of what I miss is picking the different colours and playing with them in the design. Anyway the muted colours didn't lure me this afternoon.

So did I sensibly progress one of these two half way houses?! No, of course I didn't!

I started something new.

I have been wanting to give Lucy's tin covers a whirl but this got off to a bad start. Having duly washed the tins, destined to sit cheerily on my kitchen window sill, with geranium cuttings in small flower pots inside, I decide they need drying with kitchen paper. Bad idea. Having cut one finger rather badly, despite Lucy's careful warnings, to exert caution and care with the sharp tin edges, echoing in my head, I think I will just finish the drying, more carefully this time, and proceed to repeat the same accident with another finger! I know when to quit and decide that if I want to be able to crochet anything at all this afternoon, I must Leave Those Tins Alone!

So I made something totally different and frivolous and, ahem,  also not yet finished. You won't be surprised that this is another Lucy pattern, her teeny tiny hearts although they aren't going to hang from twigs, well, not individually anyway. Valentine's bunting anyone?

Hope, if you've had snow, it's been the good stuff you can make snowballs and snowmen with and sledge in, not the disappointing, wet variety; but if, like me, you had the latter, hope you've had some time to make something bright and frivolous, just because you felt like it!