A Murder of Hats

This post is a catch-all for the knitting projects that I have finished recently. I'm in a bit of a hat phase so I have several hat pictures to show you. I thought a collection of hats was too boring of a title so I'm pretending that hats are like crows and a collection of them is called a murder. Why? Because it's my blog and that's what I feel like doing.

All of these hats will be going to a charity because I only have one head and it already has a lovely hat that my friend crocheted for me. The hats will be divided amongst Hats for Sailors (the blog is here and the Ravelry group is here) and Wool-Aid (the website is here and the Ravelry group is here). I'm sure there will be more hats in the future since they are such a quick knit and I can actually finish one before I get bored and move on to another project.

Please forgive the shoddy photos. I work nights and I never feel like heading out to take proper outdoor, daytime photos. The pattern links are for Ravelry and the book links are to LibraryThing. Anyway, here is the murder of hats.

Twistygoo in madelinetosh vintage in the cobalt colorway


Spiral Hat (from 101 Designer One-Skein Wonders) in Dream in Color Classy in the happy forest colorway


Mushroom Cap in Dream in Color Classy in the november muse colorway with a happy forest stripe


Spiral Hat #2 (from 101 Designer One-Skein Wonders) in Dream in Color Classy in the happy forest colorway
 

First Hat (from Knit 2 Together) in Dream in Color Classy in the november muse and happy forest colorways


Basic Cable Hat (from Stitch-n-Bitch Nation) in Malabrigo Rios in the aguas colorway

Trash or teasure?

You may see trash but my family sees treasure.



This is a cradle that was made by a neighbor for my Great Uncle Russ in 1911 and was last used by my Uncle Dave in 1937. No one knows when exactly the cradle was exiled to a shed but it remained carefully tucked away in the rafters until my Great Aunt Elv died. Her estate went to auction this weekend and a member of the family paid a thousand dollars to ensure that this cradle did not leave the sale with a stranger.

How about your family? Do you have anything that is deeply treasured that, to outsiders, seems like trash?