I love knitting. It is impossible to eat, drink, smoke and/or engage in excessive interpretive dance whilst knitting. What I do not love however are boring knitting patterns. I refuse to wear hand knitted cardigans, for I am not that cool yet and I know my limits. So I make up my own patterns.
The wool I used to create the mountains below was bought in Iceland, which is an amazing, beautiful and breath-taking land full of friendly people, many in woolly jumpers. My mountains now reside on a shelf in the bedroom where I can see them and remember driving on the wrong side of the road, walking across a glacier and getting drenched by the original Geyser.
The real thing.
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Delightful. I would love to wear the big one on my head and the small ones on my hands.
That would be unusual, (and chilly? They are snowcapped after all) but why not!