It rained today.
It rained a lot.
It rained so much there was no chance to work outside, and this impacted my crochet output. While I managed to meet my crochet quota for the day, it was not as productive as my errand-free days usually are.
I had to work inside, and when I work inside, I am generally upstairs in the loft where my cat is less inclined to come and shed all over my work. This puts me in close proximity to the television.
So while I finished joining row 24 to row 23, I had the television on and was watching the “Werewolves” episode of CSI from 2006.
I had seen the episode before, but the first time I had managed to completely miss a hexagon afghan that is shown at a critical moment in the story.
The forensic investigator, Catherine Willows, (played by Marg Helgenberger) has just entered the room of Alison, who, in the story being told, is a young woman afflicted with a genetic disorder that has her covered with hair. Her similarly afflicted twin brother has been murdered, and Catherine’s entrance into Alison’s room marks Alison’s first human contact with anyone other than her brother in seven years.
So, in this moment of transition from isolation to reentry into the known world, the camera pans Alison’s secret room and there on her bed is an afghan composed of hexagons that appear to be made in four rounds — the first three rounds done with scraps, and the fourth round done in black. Of necessity, crochet is made by human hands, so it is fitting that something made by one person for another person is part of the backdrop of Alison’s reawakening.
While I was curious to find out if the other episodes of CSI featured any interesting crochet, I decided I had better turn the television off so that I could better focus on my work.
No sooner had I managed to tear myself away from what could have turned into six or more hours of reruns of CSI, than I found myself surfing the internet and reading of the news of Arthur Penn’s death appeared at latimes.com. The picture I saw when I read the article was this
which to my crochetcentric brain seemed to feature a crocheted hat worn by Faye Dunaway.
Despite myself and my electronic wanderings, after all was said and done, I did manage to finish and attach row 24, leaving me just seven rows to go and 12 days between me and the entry deadline for the 2010 North Carolina State Fair:
