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.
4 comments:
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.
Oh I wish I could do that!
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!
You are a patient woman with good eyes! Your pieces are beautiful.
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