Scarves for Jennine

A few weeks ago I met my friend Jennine for a 'London Fog' (Earl Grey Latte of awesomeness).  It was early January and I needed some artificial sunshine provided by my hot pink bomber jacket and my hand crocheted pink scarf with assorted crochet flowers.  It makes me smile.  Jennine, a true friend, did not laugh at the pink jacket, make jokes that I was stuck in the early 80's, pretending I still got it.  No, she looked past all that and commented on the scarf.  She said she would like one.  Being addicted to crochet, I was only too happy to make her one.



Blue-Grey Scarf with soft pink cherry blossoms



I had to find just the right colour, tasteful, unique, perfect for Jennine.  I came across some smokey blue wool and knew that this was the right wool for a scarf.  I made it up right away; it was a simple pattern easy to put together. I had promised a scarf with flowers and a scarf with flowers my friend was going to have.  I found a ball of soft pink that would be awesome for cherry blossoms.  I made a stack and sewed them to the scarf.  What do you think?

Like any addict, I can make excuses for indulging in my addiction.  What if she did not like the blue grey scarf? I would HAVE to make her another one; just in case.  I made my 'usual',  a long variegated scarf with scallops that I can make with my eyes closed.

Jennine and I have a lunch meeting schedule and the weather reporter has called for even more snow for the next few days.  What better time to hand over the scarves and visit the stash of wool in my closet to plan the next round of crocheting.