A Scarf I Made and Thoughts on Hindsight and What it Tells You About Yourself


I recently finished crocheting this scarf with a scalloped edging. It’s nice to have a bright new accessory to brighten up the drabness that comes with this time of the year. Everything is icy and grey but the pink will help keep things cheery.




I have been crocheting since I was seven years old but I’m not someone who constantly has a project on the go. Rather hindsight tells me that I will crochet only one or two pieces most years, but I’m consistent with this hobby and not a year has passed since I learned to do it that I havn’t made something.

Hindsight is interesting in what it tells you about yourself. By taking a look back you can see what it is that you truly enjoy doing, because you just keep on having the urge to do it.

While at various times in my life I have pursued many hobbies – I’ve painted, drawn, made jewellery, played trumpet, guitar and keyboard, done macrame, pottery, knitting, cross-stitching, needlepoint, rug-hooking, sewing and embroidering – I see the constants that I have kept on doing. These are photography, crocheting, growing plants and singing, all of which I have been doing since I was a kid and still like to (need to?) do today.

‘The proof is in the pudding’ as they say. Curious about that saying, I just looked it up and its meaning becomes more clear when looking at the longer phrase that, over time, has been shortened to those six words. ‘The proof of the pudding is in the eating’ is the very old proverb (early 14th century) from which the saying comes. It means that, in order to fully test something you have to prove it yourself.

With crocheting, it seems to be the coldest time of the year, when I am inside more, that the ongoing tugging at my brain to sink my fingers into some yarn takes over. The thoughts of steadily drawing a small metal hook, in, out and around, making neat, even uniform stitches, will linger until I make something. And then, once a project is complete, the urge goes away for a while. But I know it will come back; it always has.




How about you? What does hindsight tell you about what you really love to do?

xo loulou