Wednesday, March 31, 2010

More Cotton Love

When I was pregnant with my son, I taught myself to crochet doilies.
I always loved the feel of the cotton thread sliding through my fingers.
I could crochet most things without even looking at my work.
Every time I sat at a doctors appointment, I would carry my crochet bag.
It never failed that someone would say
"My grandma/aunt used to do that."
Like some hand quilters, I fear that crocheting doilies is fast becoming a lost art.
Here's a short preview of some of the doilies that I made years ago.
My eyesight isn't as good as it used to be so I can't manage the teeny tiny thread that I used to use.
But I still love looking at the crocheted lace.







5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Your work is lovely. My Grandmother taught me to crochet those when I was a child but I am afraid that I can't see to do them either.

Joanne Huffman said...

beautiful!

Martha Lever said...

Oh I wish I could do that!

Robbie said...

These are BEAUTIFUL!! and I agree it's becoming a lost art. My sister still tats (spelling??) and I think that's awesome as well. Again, your doilies are wonderful!!! And they'll make a great keepsake for your family!

Anita said...

You are a patient woman with good eyes! Your pieces are beautiful.