Day 39 - Red and Blue Scarf

Day 38 - Hunger Games stuff

Day 37 - Fail

Day 36 - A Train Complete

Days 34 & 35 - Kid's Hat

Day 33 - Arm Warmers

Day 32 - Fail

Day 31 - Kid's Scarf

Day 30 - Fail

Day 29 - Thinking of You Card

Day 28 - Began a Scarf

Day 27 - Immy's Monster

Day 26 - Joanna's Monster

Day 25 - Christmas Schedule

Day 24 - ABC and a lesson

Day 23 - Fail

Day 22 - Three Button Scarf

Day 21 - Fail

Day 20 - Crochet Link Necklace

Day 19 - Crochet Snowflake

Day 18 - Crochet Butterfly

Day 17 - Train, continued

Day 16 - Curious George

Day 15 - Beret

Day 14 - A Train Continues

Day 13 - Spin Art

Should have posted this last night.

Day 12 - A Train Begins

Day 11 - Paper Aquarium

Day 10 - Teddy Bear Hat

Day 9 - Chunky Buttoned Hat

Day 8 - Infinity Cowl w/ Argyle Button

Day 7 - V-Stitch Hat

Day 6 - Orange Cranberry Muffin People

Day 5 - A Single Sock

Day 4 - Jack-o-Lantern

Internet has been out for a couple of days, so I'll post more later, but I wanted to go ahead and get pictures up, so you'll know I am in fact making things.

Day 3 - Hippo

Today I made this hippo.

Day 2 - Christmas Scarf

Glitter Yarn and size H crochet hook

Detail Shot of Flowers

Today's creation is a Christmas-y scarf. As I was making it, I remembered my first battle with depression when I was 13 and how Christmas -- and specifically Christmas music -- brought me out of it. It's another example of serendipity. I chose this yarn this morning because I was thinking I'd knock out a Christmas present. I wasn't expecting the trip down memory lane or the way that the nip in the air outside would feel like Christmas today. I even started humming "It's Beginning to Look a Lot like Christmas" -- which it really isn't (does it ever look like Christmas in San Diego?), but Christmas is dawning in my heart.

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas;
Soon the bells will start,
And the thing that will make them ring is the carol that you sing
Right within your heart.

--- Meredith Willson

Day 1 - Hope

Acrylic on Foam Board

"Hope" is the thing with feathers--
That perches in the soul--
And sings the tune without the words--
And never stops--at all--

And sweetest--in the Gale--is heard--
And sore must be the storm--
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm--

I've heard it in the chillest land--
And on the strangest Sea--
Yet--never--in Extremity,
It asked a crum--of me.

--- Emily Dickinson

I begin my quest with hope--something I've been lacking of late. I actually painted this before I knew it was hope. I'm still not 100% sure it is hope, but it's living into the name. May my quest for God through creation give me hope.

Hope is born when grace breaks down the barriers of fear. Hope offers us no glib assertion that everything is going to be alright. Hope does not take away the trouble. Hope changes the impact of trouble upon us. Hope changes the way we face that which is not alright. Hope gives us the courage to struggle. Hope gives us the strength to live and the courage to endure.

-- R. Kirby Godsey "Children of Hope"