Flowers & Bowls.


Yesterday I caught the train ALONE to Melbourne.
One hour and eight minutes each way with nothing to do but listen to the music of my own choice and of course crochet.

I took masses of wool and cotton with me and lots of different sized hooks because I had no idea what I would feel like making.

On the way there I made the flower brooch in the above photo and the grey one below.

I also finished the sides of this bowl that I had started the night before.

In Melbourne we had a family ceremony for my Grandmother Lucy who died last January.
As part of the ceremony we placed these tiles on her grave.
5 tiles, one from each of her Great Grandchildren.

After an incredibly emotional day in Melbourne at the cemetery and then at my Grandfather's for lunch I was exhausted on the way home.

I put my headphones on, selected a Suzanne Vega album and then crocheted myself into a trance.
I went round and round the bowl.
The hook went into the space, the yarn went around and through.
Over and over, all the way home.


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