Remember when I shared how I decorated the kitchen island with a fairy garden with a moss fairy hut and acorns and pinecones and snails?
And mushrooms?
And you all sent me e-mails and left messages and told me that you loved mushrooms (and fall, too) and we all thought that was the end of the story. But just like red lipsticks and Doritos, one mushroom story is never enough. So today I have another story. This is a story about decorating and learning and crocheting and discovering something so amazing that it’s worthy of the Hallmark channel.
This story has all the things.
Love.
Obstacles.
Fall days.
Leaves.
Coffee.
And of course…
….a happily-ever-after.
Obvi.
Are you ready for a little tale of life and love and obstacles and a little DIY that look like this.
If you’ve seen my theme for fall, you know I’ve been on the hunt for mushrooms.
I ordered the cutest mushroom wreath that one of you recommended and I’ve found mushroom pillows and wooden mushrooms and velvet mushrooms and mushroom potholders and even a mushroom doorstop.
But the one thing I wanted more than anything else?
A crocheted mushroom for my collection.
You know.
Totally old school.
I remember going to a craft fair when I was little and seeing an entire display of crocheted mushrooms. They looked kind of like this except they were orange and yellow and avocado. There was a little lady sitting in the booth making the mushrooms (and maybe some pot holders and socks, too). I watched her forever.
I wanted to be a crocheter.
I wanted to make mushrooms.
I wanted to create beautiful things with yarn and a hook and my imagination.
I wanted to be like that crafter. I wanted to crochet a mushroom for my collection for fall.
But here’s the thing.
I didn’t know where to start.
I didn’t know where to begin.
I don’t own a crochet hook and the idea of crocheting a single mushroom seemed waaaaay above my paygrade.
And even though I’m not a crocheter—-I’m something that’s so much better.
I’m the person that’s related to a crocheter.
Meet my niece, Mia.
A mushroom crochet specialist.
(total aside: this is not the niece who educated us all about mogging. I’m lucky enough to have five nieces who make me the happiest aunt on the planet.)
Mia is in fifth grade and just taught herself to crochet by watching YouTube videos.
WHAT?
I told her she was brilliant.
And creative.
And clever.
Waaaaaay smarter than I ever thought about being.
And the best mushroom crocheter on the planet.
This mushroom she crocheted for me pulls apart and moves up and down so you can adjust the height of the mushroom depending on the exact mushroom look you are going for.
And it also has polka dots on the top.
She even asked me if I wanted a “W” on the roof of the mushroom, but I told her that the fairies just wanted polka dots.
After she crocheted the mushroom, she brought it over to the house.
I told her how amazing it was and put it under a cloche on the counter with great ceremony and pomp and circumstance.
But the mushroom looked lonely.
So I asked Mia for another favor.
Could she?
Would she?
Make a mini mushroom to match, so the mushroom would have a friend.
She sat right now and crocheted one for me in under 30 minutes and I added it to the cloche, too.
And now?
These crocheted mushrooms keep me company.
And look so cute.
And watch all the Hallmark movies with me from the kitchen.
I know, right?
Are you thinking what I’m thinking?
The total irony of that statement isn’t lost on me either.
PS Mia—-if you are reading this—just know you are a MUSHROOM-CROCHETING-ROCKSTAR.
If you are all about mushroom decor?
I put together some of my favorites.
You can shop them all here.
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