It's all about necks, down here, in this small sheltered spot out of the wind.
Holy crapola it's cold. And windy.
Ever since I accidentally made a cowl, I've become a bit of a fan. They're very practical for people who don't like trailing things around their necks that might dunk in the soup or get caught in the fence.
So I knitted one (deliberately) for Henry.
There was no pattern, it was kind of, cast on twenty five stitches, knit every row, cast off. And this time I didn't ever need to you-tube how to cast off!
It did take a while though. I started it in the car on the drive to Armidale at Easter. It came with me to hospital…
… and then once it was finished, sat around for ages waiting to be sewn up.
I seriously don't know how these crafters whip up a whole cardigan in a week. Beyond me.
Note to self.
Better than some of my previous efforts.
And so, given I've MASTERED knitting, I decided to try something new! Crochet!
Just when I thought this town couldn't get any better, I was invited to join a weekly evening craft group. Who totally rock. And it was here that two lovely friends taught me how to crochet!
My first effort at a square swatch was spectacular.
It turns out that crochet is heaps of fun and much faster to work up than knitting. Which is good. Because it's WINDY here (did I mention that?) and I need a neck covering.
At some stage soon will gather up my courage an knit an entire arm of a sweater.
After I've put another log on the fire.
Hope you're warm where ever you are. Neck, most of all.