When I was nine years old, my grandmother Evelyn McGee taught me how to crochet granny squares. How she did this as a lefty to a really squirmy righty still baffles me. But she did it. After a few small projects, I became distracted with other endeavors like running, climbing and other tomboy-ish feats--like jumping off of carports. Several years ago I came across a rippling blog that inspired me...
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