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wedding gift

On Saturday Dave's cousin Traci is getting married. At the last minute we decided to fly to Ames for the wedding and to see everyone who will be in attendance there. At the last minute, I decided to crochet a throw as a wedding gift. I just finished. The colors in this first picture are true; the other two pictures were taken with flash so the colors look brighter than they really are.



I started last Monday night with 7 skeins of Lion Brand Chenille Thick and Quick in Periwinkle. It's 72 single crochet in the back loop only for as many rows as you want. Then single crochet around in a contrasting color. I chose Wine. I bought the yarn at Big Lots for half the retail price.



It's long and skinny but very texturally appealing. Though all skeins were of the same dye lot, you can see that the top and bottom skein are definitely different, not so much in color as in texture. It's pure dumb luck that they ended up at the top and bottom.


It's not perfect, but neither is marriage.

Comments

Ana said…
Oh, Becky... This is beautiful! And it looks so cozy! What a wonderful gift; and the texture differences look intentional... Your talents amaze me.
2:54 PM
Lisa said…
This is better than anything you could buy. It's beautiful!
4:57 PM
Lori Stewart Weidert said…
Beautiful. The throw and the writing; your last line had me cheering.
7:47 PM
Momma_Dee said…
Yay, Beck! Nice job. Looks cuddly for a cool night's movie watching. Hope you all enjoy the trip.
10:38 AM
auntie m said…
Oh, Becky...you are so wise. It turned out beautiful. Is that you hiding behind it?
3:33 PM
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