Back in high school, I didn’t care too much for roses. The only rose I liked was Axl Rose. That was until he became a champion of the ‘white-men-too-can-wear-cornrows’ cause and started singing like he missed his nebulizer. That pretty much did it for me. Bye bye rose.
So I sort of surprised myself last night by making these >>
To be honest, I had been working on some yellow and blue roses for a while now (pic below). But whenever I had to choose between finishing these roses and working on something new, I always chose the new project. That’s why it took me almost two months to knit eleven roses, seven yellow and four blue!
Yesterday, when I found these roses in my craft storage box, I figured enough’s enough. Time to give these buggers their due. Two hours spent in assembling the flowers, leaves and stems together and I got a bouquet of roses for our coffee table🙂
I’m still not happy with the sparse look though. I need more roses to fill up the gaps. And that means knitting more roses. Life’s definitely not a bed of roses😉