In Little House knitting news, I was halfway through knitting a second sock yesterday when I put down my needles and took up another set of needles. Tiny ones, size 1.
When I’m in second sock mode I sometimes need a little break, not from knitting, but from that pair of socks.
I’d seen a pattern that was calling to me, with a tiny but insistently cute voice. It was, in a word, irresistible.
I made a sweatuh for my key. A tiny tiny sweatuh.
It needed it today, too. It was in the 20’s this morning when I took it outside for its first time all sweatered up.
“Won’t the other keys be jealous?” my husband wondered.
I didn’t knit it quite correctly, but the key doesn’t seem to be particular about it, and neither do I. Here’s the pattern if you are similarly seized with silliness, I mean, . . . the desire to have warm and cozy keys.