My Unoriginal Hat

Twice now, through no fault of Stephanie's wonderful pattern , the 'Unoriginal Hat' has foiled me.

The first time - trailer knitting, last summer - I used two pretty stiff and chunky yarns in a not too pleasant colour-combo. And because I didn't own needles in the recommended size, knit the hat with needles one size too small.

Poor yarn, poor colour, poor hat was donated to charity. And to whichever homeless person got the hat, please know, I won't be offended if you decide to re-gift it.

This time, the yarn was lovely. A sadly-discontinued, Patons, worsted-weight, washable wool. One strand of brown, held together with one strand of black. The colour looks great, in a manly, guy kind of way.

When you look at this picture of the hat, though, what comes to mind? Anything to do with size?

Sadly, I still don't own needles of the recommended size. But what the heck. Isn't there a knitting fairy out there? Is it really true that 'insanity is doing the same thing and expecting different results'? If so, my bed must be ready.

This time, though, if I can find someone with a teeny, tiny head, I think he will really like the hat.

Matching Mittens.

There wasn't much knitting done here at the Harris House over the holidays. And I must have been having lots of fun, because only rarely did I miss it. But I did manage to finish the

Newfie Mittens

to go with the yellow hat.

I don't know who will be the happy wearer of this combo. Because we live in ski country and have lots of weekend visitors during ski season, I sometimes keep a box of hand-knit hats and mittens and let visitors take their pick. They think it's fun and I appreciate the stash-busting knitting. That's a good combo.

The Party's Over

The Christmas dishes are ready to go back into the closet for another year.

The table is ready to be returned to it's 'everyday' look

The last plate of Christmas goodies is pretty well decimated.

The tree is 'un-laden' and soon to be dismatled.

To quote Elizabeth Zimmermann
So the tree will come down and the ornaments will be put away for another year. To me this is one of the most touching of the annual rites; much more so than that of putting up the tree when all is festivity and excitement. Where shall we all be when these boxes are opened again? What is about to befall? What joys are in store? We are thankful for the past year and hold a good thought over the next.

The party's over. My 'good thought' for all of you is HAPPY KNITTING in 2009!!