I knit this hat for my sister's boyfriend A. a couple of years ago. He and my sister eschew cars, biking everywhere instead, but his head was getting cold under his helmet, so I took pity on him. This is actually the second hat I knit him; the first hat stuck to his helmet when he took it off once and then it fell out while he was walking around. He grieved it greatly, so he got another, very different hat to replace it. So you see him here, photographed last Sunday, a French boy preparing to mount his French Motobecane after a late brunch. The sun is shining and his scarf is knotted just so. And his head is warm.
Speaking of warmth, I finished the lovely Noro striped scarf. This was such a pleasure to knit, despite the ongoing, never-ending 1x1 rib. The shifting colors and the feel of the wool and silk delighted me as I went along, and I was almost sad to finish. But now I get to wear it, and that's even more delightful. And yes, that is a bowling ball over my shoulder. I love them; it's irrational, I know.
It's delightful to all and sundry.
6 comments:
Love the scarf! It was worth all the work.
I just love that Noro scarf! Yours looks awesome on you--love your hair too.
I just love it. I love Susan's and Laurie's, too, but yours is my favorite.
The scarf is gorgeous! Maybe it's a good thing that house isn't for sale downtown that has bowling balls as fence post finials...
you look dashing -- the subtle colors of your scarf are just beautiful
ahh yes, I too get great pleasure from a certain knit cap I wear almost every day in the winter.
garlic bread it is...what day shall we partake?
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