hats and apples

It was a family affair at Uncle K's house last weekend: apple harvest. 

The week before I had finished a new woolen hat for my husband.  Again, it's the skater beanie.

 

Perparing to leave the house I brought it out to the car along with assorted warm things for the rest of the family; my man expressed concern about not wanting to ruin it.  That's a sweet thought, I replied.  But I made this for you to wear and if it becomes worn out, I'll just make you a new one. 

   

I'm glad I insisted.  There is true satisfaction to be found in seeing a loved one warmed by your own handwork.