The Family Plarns Together . . .

We had a visit today from relatives: our granddaughter-in-law, Morgan, and great-grandaughter, Briar. Little did I know it would turn into a plarn making party.

Briar is seven and she loves to make plarn. We worked together for about an hour. Briar slip-knotted the plastic loops, Morgan rolled them up into a ball and I crocheted the finished product.

We were a team.

Briar has plans to start a plarn club next year at school. She’s convinced she can talk her classmates into this noble project. Also, her teacher. I told her I would give her all the raw material she can use. Go Briar!

She knows what she’s doing.

The grey plarn gets an occasional black loop introduced.

Looks like an instructional video.

Briar at work.

Morgan stops for a photo op.

Here I am working away.

God is Green!

My latest mat is just unfolding. Seven inches down and 65 more inches to go. That’s a lot of plastic bags.