Several years ago, I think, I embarked on an endless project along with my friend Debby. We resolved to knit (Debby) and crochet (me) strips that would stretch for a mile. (Read how we got started.) As time passed, I would be more or less enthusiastic about the project. Sometimes I would whip out a bunch in a week, other times I might go for months without progress.
I had resolved to use only leftovers rather than buy new yarn, so I was at the mercy of whatever might show up in grab bag or whatever someone might give me. And frankly I had hit a dry spell recently. During the cold weather months this winter I was working on baby afghans, from entire skeins of yarn, rather than the mile-o'-handwork.
Last fall a friend who teaches refugee women how to sew told me that her ladies also do knitting, and I asked her if they were going to just throw away the leftover bits anyway, could I have them? And last month she dropped off a huge bag full -- almost five feet tall.
This should keep me crocheting all summer.
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