I was hooking away at about 6.30am this Sunday morning, as I woke early and decided to get up. I opened the french doors and sat in my rocking chair with a coffee and my crochet, listening to the birds and enjoying the early morning sunshine. A very large flock of geese flew overhead and I wondered if they were migrating for the winter... I really enjoy getting up early on a Sunday sometimes and just having a couple of hours to myself.
The kaleidoscope blanket wasn't "singing" to me this week and I think it was the dark purple mass of hexagons which were to blame, so I pulled them out. Is it called "frogging" when work gets unravelled? This latest blanket development is the "frog" reference in the post title... never a delightful task frogging, but satisfying overall.
Now the dark purple has gone I'm a lot happier with how things are progressing.
Wishing you a calm sunny Sunday x
***Anne's comment below made me laugh, as well as making the term "frogging" make more sense:
"Yes it is called frogging from the sound of ripping it out: rip it rip it rip it....lol!!!" ***