A Tale of Two Hats (and more reckless knitter behavior)
It was quick. It was pretty. The fit was perfect. Meet Lusekofte.
Fast forward to Autumn 2011 and imagine my utter devastation when cold begins settling into my bones (or nose tip to be accurate) and my favorite knitted hat is nowhere to be found. I turned this apartment upside down looking for it. The office and car were also approached with a scrutinous eye. I racked my brain back to the breakup and wondered if there was some way it got shoved into a backpack on some camping trip and moved on with my ex. Regardless, I spent hours searching and finally had to accept this was another lost hand-knitted item and now only had anger and frustration to warm me. It was time to move on and move quickly because a farm trip to Eastern Washington was only a couple weeks away and I needed something to protect me. They have winter on that side of the state, you know?
Armed with the leftover yarn from my favorite hat and the same book and the same knitting needles, I decided to make something similar but slightly different so I could justify keeping and wearing both when (yes, when) my favorite hat turned up. Meet Fana.
The good news is the Fana Cap was left at the farm in Eastern Washington and the kind farm-lady mailed it to me last week. Now I'm trying to decide the best way to love this hat.... do I gift it? Shrink it a bit in hot water? What do you think?