Crochet Tote Bag

I made this several months ago, actually I think about a year ago, for Froggy.  At the time, she was learning knitting and I thought that a crochet bag for knitting would be good.  There is a joke about crocheters and knitters not getting along.

It's all single stitch, 5 different yarns.  The bag is basically a very long rectangle, then it's folded to where the two ends are together.  It's stitched together at the sides with a couple of rows of single stitch, possibly 3 rows - like I said, it's been a while since I made this one!  The bottom is lavender, the two sides are pink on the lower half and maroon on the top half.  Both sides are the same.

The handles are single stitch as well and attached on each side with single stitching.  I can't remember if the handles are double or not, but it seems like they are.  (After I looked at the picture, they are a single layer and not double.  I should have made them double as they would have been stronger.  It seems like I intended to make them double but apparently I didn't!).

It's decorated with two crocheted flowers in pink camo which matches the side stitching.

Here's a closer shot of one of the flowers, but it's a little blurry:

I didn't think to measure the bag, I took the picture when I was there last week.

At the time, it was an experiment to see if the side stitching worked like I thought it would.  It did work, and I have used that technique a few times on other projects.

Of course, Froggy gave up on knitting (at leat for a while) but she can use this bag for a lot of other things such as her quilting.

Also, there is a dog story connected with the pink camo.  I absolutely fell in love with the color when I first saw the yarn and hadn't used it much when I started this project.  I had the yarn ball sitting on the lower shelf of the sofa table and Frasier found it.  Which I discovered when I looked out the kitchen window.  And realized that he'd done what he's known for:  taken it outside.  In the rain and left it there.  I was infuriated, but I should have known better than to leave it down in his reach.  The yarn was pretty wet and I also discovered that it smelled like Frasier's breath - which can be fairly bad.  So I tossed it, went to Michael's on my lunch hour and bought a new skein.  And I don't leave anything like that down where he can get to it anymore, it's all in either my crates in the closet or in my ever-expanding collection of tote bags.