I seem to be forming a little addiction to the crochet hook. As much as I love knitting, there’s something about that motion of hooking the yarn and sliding it through a loop. Hook and slide, hook and slide, hook and slide. I don’t know if it’s more therapeutic than knitting, particularly, or if it’s to do with the deep-down memory of all those hours spent crocheting as a kid. But man, I love it. Fortunately, I don’t actually have to choose.