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Potted Plant Sleeve

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What can I say? Apparently a designer lurks within my heart. Every once in awhile I get an overwhelming urge to make something without following a pattern. The yarn just screams to be worked into a specific shape for a specific purpose. I was sitting there minding my own business, contentedly following someone else's pattern when the feeling could not be ignored a moment longer. I dropped my knitting WIP (work-in-progress) and picked up my crochet hook and a wad of leftover yarn that my mother had given me then rooted through my own stash of leftovers to come up with this soothing combination that goes very well in my own living room. Since I liked it, I thought I should write up the pattern. No sense squandering divine inspiration by hoarding it all to myself. The pattern follows:

Potted Plant Sleeve
By Tina Flink
Sleeve Using base color. Ch 50, join with sl st in first ch. Round 1: Chain 3 (this is the first dc), dc all around, adding one dc into bottom of ch 3 and join to top of ch 3 with sl st. Round 2 - 11: Repeat round 2, adding 1 dc per row for next 9 rows. Round 12: Ch 3 (this is the first dc), dc into the next 12 then add a dc into same stitch, continue around. Rnd 13 - 15: Work dc around, adding one dc into bottom of ch 3, joining to top of ch 3 with sl st for next 3 rounds. Fasten off.

Motif Instructions Using lavender-hued yarn. Ch 5 and join with sl st in first ch. Rnd 1: Ch 3 (counts as first dc), 2 dc in ring, ch 2 (3 dc, ch 2) 3 times in ring, sl st in third ch of turning ch to join. Fasten off. Rnd 2: Join sage-hued yarn to first ch-2 space, ch 3 (2 dc, ch 2, 3 dc) in same ch-2 space, ch 1, sk next dc, bobble in next dc, ch 1, (3 dc, ch 2, 3 dc) in next ch-2 space, ch 1, sk next dc, bobble in next dc, ch 1; rep from around, sl st in third ch to join. Fasten off. Rnd 3: Join base color yarn to first ch-2 space, ch 3, (2 dc, ch 2, 3 dc) in same ch-2 space, ch 1, (bobble, ch 1) in each of next 2 ch-1 spaces, (3 dc, ch 2, 3 dc) in next ch-2 space, ch 1, (bobble, ch 1) in each of next 2 ch-1 spaces; rep from around, sl st in third ch of join. Work in all the threads and attach to the pot sleeve. (I attached the motif using a curved needle while the sleeve was on the pot to get perfect positioning and to prevent pucker.) Enjoy!

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