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Uno sguardo indietro pt 1 / Looking back pt 1

Ho imparato a lavorare all’uncinetto alla fine della scorsa estate, grazie a mia mamma che ha avuto la pazienza di insegnarmi le basi di questa arte, e nel giro di poche settimane l’uncinetto è diventato una parte integrante delle mie giornate. In una delle mie prime ricerche di gomitoli ho trovato questa lana (bouclé, credo?), e ho subito pensato a mia mamma, appassionata di lane particolari; per lei ho realizzato questi guantini senza dita, i primi di una lunga serie, iniziati e finiti in un pomeriggio di inizio ottobre. Li trovavo particolarmente adatti per quella stagione, con il loro colore vinaccia così tipicamente autunnale, ma devo dire che fanno bella figura anche adesso, in inverno. Avevo visto giusto e in effetti le sono piaciuti, se ne è innamorata appena li ha indossati. Un piccolo dono davvero per chi mi ha aiutata così tanto.

I’ve learnt to crochet by the end of last summer, thanks to my mum who had the patience to teach me this art, and in just a few weeks crochet has become a very important part of my days. During one of my first days looking for yarns I found this wool (bouclé, isn’t it?), and I immediately thought of my mum, who loves peculiar wools; I made these mitts for her, the first pair of many to come, began and finished them in just one October afternoon. I thought they were especially nice for that season, their color reminded me of grape, pure Autumn style, but I have to admit that they look nice during Winter, as well. I was right thinking she would like them – it was love at first sight. Small gift indeed for someone who helped me so much.


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  1. Yes, it's bouclé :-). They are very beautiful! ♥ Such a nice color and they look so cozy! Understandable that your mother felt in love :-). Oh and guess what? In my teenage years my mother and I had a very similar wool! Also bouclé and nearly the same color, only not totally plain but with a little, nearly invisible effect of a darker tone of this color. Funny accident, isn't it? About crochet, I can totally understand that you were kept by it. It quickly turns into an obsession ;-). Have a nice evening! Nata

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  2. Hanno un bellissimo colore,ma tua mamma sarà stata felicissima perché glieli hai fatti tu,a prescindere da tutto il resto!

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