Maybe it’s a good thing I don’t have my camera. Because it would break your heart to see what these darlings look like now:
Going by my newfound yarn knowledge from Ms. Parks as well as my spinning studies, I chose the wrong yarn for the project.
They were knit from a loosly spun, woolen spun, two-ply shetland. A lovely yarn for a tam or a sweater. Not a yarn to hold up to keys, car seats, door handles and kids. I tried to darn, but where I closed up one hole another emerged. I counted seven at last count, and the tip of the right mitten has all but disappeared.
Although I want to replace the pair, I need mittens fast. It’s still freezing here in Minnesota (although today was much better) and I don’t have the time for another fair isle project.