Old friends never fail us!!

With an invisible enemy ravaging our species, it sometimes feels like instead of the virus, a pandemic of sadness has taken us by surprise. It’s like fallen confetti. You always seem to think that you’ve swept it all away, when really you’ll still be finding glitter in your hair three days later.

In this time, it’s all we can do to cling to the small threads of happiness we have. My personal threads are, of course, acrylic yarn. The threads I’ve been entwined in for so long, old friends, yet ones that never fail to stoke a cozy fire in me.

Amidst the melancholy of life, we do what we can to find things to celebrate. My daughter’s exams have concluded and she is free from the rough and constricting threads of stress and studying, although there is still time before she wraps herself in the warm and comfy threads of her own hobbies.

I've tried to ease the transition. These crocheted flowers are the perfect mood lifters for the occasion, and spice up the dejected air with an unmistakable scent of cheer.