In celebration of Wovember, I’m going to do a little photo series of what wool means to me and my world. I haven’t a hope in the world of winning any photo competition, so I thought I’d just share my images with you.
In this image, it’s what wool means to Roly the cat. I’m knitting my pure wool shawl (as many of you know) and to Roly, it’s the best thing in the world. As soon as he sees me sitting down to knit it, he jumps on to my lap and pushes himself under it where he lies for as long as he’s allowed, purring contentedly.
Wool is… cosy.