It used to be that yarn would whisper to me, singing a quiet gentle song of soft, warm, tender love. Now the stuff is starting to shout! This might be because it has been left on a shelf, in a box, in a bag, discarded, forgotten.
February was the hat month - a marathon of 26 hats. I thought that I was hatted out, but it seems not. A lovely friend was in need of a new hat.
And this has brought hats back to my attention, and a certain little ball of yarn...
The yarn was originally bought to make a pair of socks, but the left overs were set aside.
The left over yarn had enough of being neglected and unloved, and started shouting at me "Knit me! Knit me. I want to be a hat." Therefore I duly started knitting it into a hat. I was fearful of not having enough yarn to make a complete hat, so I added in some love dark, dark navy yarn. And one hat was finished (the one on the left). There was still yarn left, and it was shouting. Hat two was made. And there was still yarn left over! Hat three was made, and there was only 15cm of yarn left. At last the yarn had stopped shouting.
These hats will be added to my charity box, and will most likely be given to the Southern Befrienders for their Christmas gifts.
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