Crochet Musings Of An Avid Knitter

With the snow and ice beating on my door, I have decided to try the unthinkable. I have picked up a crochet hook! Gasp! I know! My poor bamboo needles feel abandoned and trashed. How could I have committed such an atrocity? Let me explain. I believe I can do it in one word: flowers. There I said it. Those darn little things to embellish other works. No matter how hard I try, I cannot seem to get them right when I knit. Darn you frilly little boogers! I can do so many things with my beloved knitting needles, yet I cannot create a single, blasted petal. To you knitters out there capable of making the dazzling daisies and the rich roses on your beloved and pointed pair, please share your secrets! This knitter wants to know. For those who crochet, please do not laugh at my picture, though it is possibly quite humorous. To learn the daunting task of those pretty flowers, I have dabbled in the dance of the crochet hook, and this is my end result. I know I have done some things wrong and some things right, but at this point, I am not sure if the right side is really right or the wrong side is really wrong. Or does that even apply the the crochet world? This knitter may never know...