My grandmother taught me how to crochet when I was about 8 years old. From there until I was in my mid-teens I crocheted all the time! I never followed patterns, and I used my imagination to make such things like the above. I had (and still have) quite a collection of crocheted clothes for my snoopys!
Now I marvel at the creativity I used to possess.
As an adult, I have to consult books in order to learn certain patterns to crochet. Why can't I just invent something like I did when I was a kid? I wonder if it's because my brain is now filled with grown-up thoughts (paying the bills and such), so I don't have any room for creativity anymore. Or maybe no time for creativity anymore.
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