best-laid plans

This purse started out in life as a hat, but changed its mind halfway through. Lucky for me, the soft linen-colored cotton makes a nice bag, all single crochet. The granny squares are leftover from the first rendition of the flower skirt, which happened to match as well as fit perfectly around the top of the bag. I love it when a plan comes together in spite of me.

purls of perfection

Baby hats are so small, you can practically start one after dinner and be done before its time to brush your teeth. Unless you are obsessed with making the perfect, complicated, flawless hat, in which case it may take you twelve days of knitting, ripping out and starting over ceaselessly. Once again I am reminded about the relation between time, total immersion in a creative project, and the foolhardy notion of perfection.