Does anyone else love pinecones?
I can't resist picking them up when I'm out walking in the woods, stuffing my pockets to overflowing. I love their woody fragrance, so evocative of autumn, and evenings gathered around a fire. And I love how each pinecone is a little work of art in its own right, so intricate and beautiful.
Isn't nature a wonderful thing? And then there's these amazing pinecones.
This one is nestled on my hot-off-the-needles fingerless mitts* - pattern available here, using this wool. They're a lovely snug fit, and the rainbow colours brighten up a grey day.
*actually, only mitt two is hot-off-the-needles. Seems I suffer from second mitt syndrome as well as second sock syndrome.