My schedule today did not allow for much crafting, but it did allow for a lot of driving.

I had an extended errand to run this morning, and although crocheting while driving is not officially banned in the state where I live, I don’t think it is a safe practice, so I had to forgo my beloved craft while I drove.

Next, I found myself at a birthday party for a newly minted one-year-old, and while I doubt he would have minded, there wasn’t much opportunity to crochet there, either.

Finally, however, after stopping to put on my go-go granny dress and all of the attendant go-go granny regalia, I did make it to the meeting of the crochet guild to which I belong.

When I got to the meeting, I felt a palpable relief to be among like minded people. Hooks out, projects in front of us, we worked on an assortment of things we want to get ready for the holidays.

I pulled out the soccer ball I am working on and joined five hexagons one to another, and then to a central pentagon:

and when I was done with that, I crocheted the 5th and final round of four more hexagons:

The meeting was over too soon.

Before I knew it, I was back on the freeway, and headed home to make dinner and do whatever else had arisen while I was gone.

But the internal ambiance of the guild meeting has stayed with me, and I think I had best get back to my crochet.