Today, I've been putting in job applications. It's been all about selection criteria, updated CV, cover letters and uncertainty. Such is the lot of the unemployed historian/crocheter/writer/teacher.
It seems a bit bleak at times, but there are always positives. Foremost, of course, is my crochet and the lovely world around me. These roses are long gone, but the colours reflect the way I'm looking at the world right now. Hmm....I wonder how a blanket in that mix of shades would turn out? As it is, I crochet from 5.30 to 7 in the morning, and then again each evening until nearly midnight. I am a shocking mix of night owl/early riser! And, if I'm not crocheting, I'm at the computer....I'd love to be able to combine the two.
The roses also point to my most recent projects. If I wasn't testing my eyes enough with constant typing, I've now taken to making very fine thread flowers, which are then being stitched into necklaces for birthday presents. The thing that strikes me when working on this is how hard it often is to translate what we see in our mind's eye to actuality. I can definitely visualise a multi-layered froth of petals, but my favourite result so far has been a flat circle with shell edge, then detailed with a bead. I'm still finalising the cord and fastening, but it's a pretty happy result so far. Like me, the result is chugging through obstacles, and finally, ultimately, coming up roses!
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