A few weeks ago a friend posted a photo to me on facebook. It included a link to a lovely pattern for crocheted booties with a crocodile stitch cuff. The same friend was having a naming ceremony for her little girl 4 days later. I decided it would be lovely to make her daughter a pair of the booties.
I have never crocheted so fast or furiously- it was totally worth it.
I purchased the pattern from knit picks UK and received the pattern within an hour via email (it seemed longer as I was so eager to start!). The pattern was written using american terms (by Lianka Azulay) and easy to follow.
The yarn I used was Sirdar Folksong. In retrospect this was maybe a little on the thick side for this project but I liked the feel and colour.
I love way they turned out. They are a little too big for my friends daughter but I was worrying they might be too small. Its nice she can grow into them. 🙂
Shortly after I began to crochet, I encountered something called crocodile stitch. It dawned on me what an amazing craft this was and that it had more versatility than I’d realised. Crochet was no longer about creating relatively simple fabrics using single and double crochets.
So I set about learning this stitch, or rather combination of stitches, with YouTube videos as my guide. More specifically “The Crochet Crowd” yet again had a detailed tutorial that I could patiently work my way through. Quickly, I discovered that this was much more difficult than what I’d been doing up to this point. I failed and learned a new term Frogging (when you undo crochet that you’ve done, to correct a mistake).I put the wool and hook down and walked away.
After a break, I started again and crocodile like scales began to form. Excited from my sudden achievement I began my first scarf. A crocodile stitch scarf in green for my Mam. I knew how I wanted the scales to fall so I set about creating the length of the scarf… far too much length. I worked for a few weeks and finally finished it. My Mam was thrilled when I gave it to her even though the ends touched the floor if not wrapped around her neck several times (but that’s what mothers are supposed to do- right?).
My first scarf
The picture doesn’t really do it’s epic length justice but believe me… it was long! 🙂