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Cubed

Since I had a lot of fun making a basket this month I decided to try another, this time a cube-shaped basket by Jayda in Stitches using three strands of yarn and a jumbo hook. I chose these three colors from my green stash and went to work.

Working in straight rows rather than in the round was a bit of a challenge; you really need to count and keep track of your stitches and rows for this project so you make the cube shape. The fact that it was different from her other basket pattern was interesting, especially as the big X shaped piece of crocheting grew thicker. Definitely sturdy.

Here's the finished basket (I opted not to make the side handles for it as I'm going to use it as a cubby shelf bin. It doesn't stand up quite straight, but one of the skeins of yarn I used was a softer worsted, and that may be the problem. The video tutorial was quite helpful, and it used up almost 3/4 of the three skeins of yarn. Although you do have to track your work more with this sort of pattern, I think it would be a great project to use up scraps. If I ever need more bins for the cubby shelf, this one is what I'll make again.

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