Hide & Seek

I finished my little Hide & Seek cowl the other day. The timing couldn't have been more perfect as it adds just the right amount of warmth on a fresh spring day.

We've spent the whole weekend in the garden, planting seeds and digging up weeds.

We found little creatures.

  And generally enjoyed playing outside in the dirt

'I love my new scarf Mummy', concluded my little one. 'It's a cowl' I began to say. Then I caught myself. Who cares about semantics when a knitted item is cherished? I'm glad she enjoys it, so I'll leave it at that.

Here Stitchy Stitchy

Recently I wanted some cute stitch markers for a circular knitting project. I mean really cute. The kind that makes your knitting happy....



So, I bought a bunch of coloured wooden beads and jump rings with the idea that I'd make my own. Making stitch markers of this kind is super easy. Simply place a bead onto a small jump ring, which you then attach to a larger ring.




As we are wont to do, my daughter and I set up a little production line. We made markers upon markers, and even a little shawl pin, that you can just about make out in the picture. 

So pretty!

I can see myself making more of these in the future. They'll make great little gifts for my knitterly friends and let's face it, stitch markers are like balls of yarn. You can never have too many.

A little Hide & Seek

I finished my Hide & Seek the other day and I've been wearing it pretty much non-stop ever since. We've been having a cold spell so the timing could not be more fortuitous, since it's double lined (as well as really pretty).

Thing is I feel a little guilty about it because my daughter has been pointing at the cowl and saying, somewhat hopefully, 'is that mine?'(She knows full well it is not, it's round my neck after all). I'll shake my head.  Then she will point at my knitting and ask, eyebrows raised, 'one for me?'

I can take a hint so yesterday afternoon I went to the wool shop and I bought this:

'Lovely', 'great colour combinations' are all things you or I might think. A two-year-old? 'They don't match!' she said.