Hot Off the Needles

Monthly maker post! I feel like I've knit a lot, and I also feel like I haven't made very much... possibly because there aren't many pictures.

First off the needles, I knit every possible yard of the yarn that I had for it into Fingerless Lajish (link goes to Ravelry). There was just a dab left of the green and white, obviously more of the black because I only made one pair with the black background. I'm keeping those, I gave away two pairs of the others, and I think I'll put the other two in the food pantry box near us this winter.

A fun little side project was this commission: two Star Wars themed baby hats. I didn't use a pattern (because where's the fun in that?) but I am actually quite pleased with how they turned out. I don't crochet very much but I do enjoy it when I do.

Most recently, I'm working on a very large (or small, depending on what you're measuring - overall it's a big thing with a lot of stitches, with fine yarn on tiny needles) mitered rectangle. I've got six colors of Plied to put into an Exchange wrap (Rav link) and so far I've finished one of them. At this rate I should be finished about the time it gets cold enough to actually wear. It's been a great project for doing other things (podcast listening, movie watching) and the stripes have kept my interest. Unless there's a side project along the way, next month's update will probably just be a few more stripes on this.

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