A ninety percent chance of precipitation

At least that’s what the weather report says, and this afternoon, when I was lucky enough to get Gail MacLean Johnston on the phone, she said that it was already raining in Cullowhee.

Cullowhee, North Carolina, is five hours west of Raleigh, where I live, and Beryl, the fashionably late tropical storm that I have been waiting on for days, has finally arrived in my fair state, but rather than approaching from the ocean on the east, she is, instead, approaching from the mountains in the west, and is (as is her wont) taking her own sweet time.

As for why I was on the phone with Ms Johnston it was not to get a weather update; she is the proprietor of the Etsy shop, Hippie Chix Fiber Art, and it is because of the work she does (tracking down the world’s most colorful fibers and making them available for purchase) that I am able to crochet this old-fashioned throw rug from sari strips.

So today, while I waited for rain, I got to practice mindful crochet for the third day in a row as I took hook to sari strips and worked on the throw rug.

I added one round:

sari strip crochet rag rug
One round added to the crochet rag rug

then a second:

sari strip crochet rag rug
A second round added to the crochet rag rug

and a third:

sari strip crochet rag rug
Three rounds added to a crochet rag rug

and managed to finish a fourth (seen here) before dinner:

sari strip crochet rag rug
Four rounds added to a crochet rag rug

After the dishes were cleared, I was able to squeeze in a fifth round before the sun set:

sari strip crochet rag rug
A fifth round added to a crochet rag rug

Beryl is supposed to arrive somewhere around midnight and spend most of the morning in the immediate area before heading to the beach. As for me, I am hoping to carve out more time to perfect my practice of mindful crochet.

4 thoughts on “A ninety percent chance of precipitation

  1. I just love how this rug is coming along! Such beautiful, rich colors. I think I need some sari silk!

    I loved N. Carolina when I was there. We mined for rubies and tried to get rich, ha ha. We had a great time, lolling about, still poor. What fun.

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