His little womb-wizened face just begged for the nickname Gherkin and my friend's nephew, a tiny little bundle of human, needed a hat to match. So I knit him one.
Skill gained: bobbles. Obsession ignited.
Now I find myself wanting to make all the vegetables I see into hats. Imagine the possibilities...eggplants...cabbages...pomegranates....all the colors of the rainbow.
If anyone wants a vegetable hat, let me know. I'm all for excuses to buy new colors of yarn.