Slowly evolving are my crochet skills. After a beginning of mismatching chain stitches that looked as though they were hooked by an elephant's trunk and then passed through an ant's antennae, I think my fingers are beginnning to find their own rhythm. I am still completely and utterly homesick for knitting, but crochet is proving to be a good new friend with definate long term potential. It is certainly warm company on these crisp. cold autumnal nights.
