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Showing posts with label Perfect Crafting Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Perfect Crafting Day. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Traveling in my Time Machine

Your Knitting Or Crochet Hero
Blog about someone in the fibre crafts who truly inspires you. There are not too many guidelines for this, it's really about introducing your readers to someone who they might not know who is an inspiration to you. It might be a family member or friend, a specific designer or writer, indie dyer or another blogger. If you are writing about a knitting designer and you have knitted some of their designs, don't forget to show them off. Remember to get permission from the owner if you wish to use another person's pictures.

3KCBWDAY3 (using this tag in a Google search will take you to others blogging on this topic)

This topic bothered me. I couldn't put the words hero, knitting, and or crocheting together. Why? Here's the definition I found on Google.
noun, plural he·roes; for 5 also he·ros.
1. a man of distinguished courage or ability, admired for his brave deeds or noble qualities.
2. a person who, in the opinion of others, has heroic qualities or has performed a heroic act and is regarded as a model or ideal: He was a local hero when he saved the drowning child.
3. the principal male character in a story, play, film, etc.
4. Classical Mythology .
a)a being of godlike prowess and beneficence who often came to be honored as a divinity.
B.(in the Homeric period) a warrior-chieftain of special strength, courage, or ability.
c.(in later antiquity) an immortal being; demigod.

With that in mind, it just didn't seem appropriate. I often feel that way when I hear a sports announcer say that about a football player. A hero in addition to above is fireman, policeman, or someone in the military that puts themselves in harms way to protect others. It seems to me calling others hero's diminishes the power of the word for those who truly are.

And so I'm throwing in my wild card.
Craft Your Perfect Day
Plan your fantasy day with your craft, It might just take up one hour of your day or be the entire focus of the day, but tell your readers where you'd love to craft, whether you'd craft alone or with friends, knitting or crocheting something simple or spending a day learning new skills.

3KCBWWC (using this tag in a Google search will take you to others throwing out their wild card)

time machineI'd like to travel backward in a time machine. I'd like to travel back to the fifties to Marion Ohio and visit the lady who had the crochet shop in her cellar next to Meister's Drug Store. She hand hand made items for sale, dolls, capes, crocheted hangers, afghans, little infant sweater and hat sets and more. She had yarn for sale and a few crochet hooks. I loved visiting this little store. The woman was awesome and very sweet. Thinking back, I can remember riding my bike to the drug store that was right next door. Then I'd buy a gum ball or something equally as small; knock on her back door and she'd let me come in and look. She never seemed bothered by the fact I wasn't and or couldn't buy; but she let me look until my hearts content. I'm sure I interrupted her doing dishes or cleaning, as she often had on an apron over her house dress. I'd love to let her know I remember her, even though I don't know her name. I'd love to share with her my love of the craft and items I've made. I think she might enjoy knowing, the sweating little girl that bothered her grew up and uses her crafting skills to help others. (f you're new to my blog you may not know to what I'm referring. I have a charity blog, Bridge and Beyond). I'd like to spend some time crocheting with her. What a perfect craft day that would be.

After chatting and crafting with above nameless lady, I'd hop back in my time machine and visit BooBoo, my friends aunt who taught me how to crochet. I blogged about my bee-u-ti-ful mint green dollie here. I'd also like to ask BooBoo, what her real name was. lol We kids called her BooBoo and I never knew what her real name was. No one is still alive that knew that I can ask.

Once more in my time machine I hit warp speed in order to get home in time for cocktails to share my special day with hubby.