It wasn't always a cowl. But in the end it became the biggest, squishiest, and I am predicting, the warmest cowl ever. And I love it.
Jill where I bought a bag of beautiful pale teal yarn. (I recently read about the term "stash enhancement" as a way to describe the purchase of new yarn; a perfect term if there ever was one, and one that I must certainly adopt.)
our holiday, something easy to pick up and put down, so I settled on this shawl pattern using my new yarn. As our minivan rumbled along the highway, I got to work on my shawl; a row or two followed by a long gaze out the window at the passing scenery, it was the perfect way to spend the hours on the road.
Prince Edward Island, a cup of tea perched on the railing and my crochet in my lap. I will always remember this time when I wear my cowl.
As for how this went from being a shawl to being a cowl: as I neared the end, I began to wonder about the practicality of a shawl, about how much I would actually wear it. I thought that perhaps a cowl would be more useful - after all I live in Canada, a place visited by the Polar Vortex - so I seamed the ends together and my big blue cowl was born.
Goodness, it feels great to have finished one of the many projects I have on-the-go. And motivating as well; as soon as I had darned in the last end on my cowl, I was back to vigorously working on my Cozy Stripe Blanket.
Have you finished any projects lately? Have you ever started making one thing and then turned it into something else at the end?
(P.S. I just checked the weather forecast and it may snow on Sunday! Yikes! I finished this project in the nick of time.)