I spent yesterday afternoon pretending it was fall. I wasn't feeling well, so I put on some comfy housepants, tucked my feet into some slippers and made-believe the A/C pumping was actually a stiff autumn wind. The truth of it was the temperature was still in the 30s (high 80's) and we've had barely a hint of fall. Not perfect Thanksgiving weather, but a girl can pretend.
A few months back, Mum had sent a care package of fabric and notions that I started sorting out and putting away yesterday. Included in the box were some of my grandmother's well-used crochet hooks (that's her on the left with her sisters.) My aunt had taught me to crochet when I was 10 or so as Gram couldn't see so well anymore but for some reason, the crochet bug didn't bite. Could it have been the endless hours of granny squares in fluorescent pink and yellow variegated acrylic? Most likely. At any rate, my Grandma's hooks needed a place of their own in my sewing room and yesterday afternoon I made one. I'd been saving the mod red and pink fabric for just the right project and I think this was it. If you'd like a variation of your own, they're in the shop and I'll also be donating a couple as Socktoberfest prizes.
Happy Canadian Thanksgiving!