Oh No...

There's no mistaking the fact that Autumn has finally arrived in Sydney. We don't really have dramatic seasonal changes but the weather has turned noticeably cooler and this week the forecast is for rain every day. We don't really get the whole 'turning of the leaves' thing in Oz so much, our trees just don't roll like that, and this year even the European trees we have here seem to have been somewhat fooled by the delayed start to Autumn. So Autumn is kind of more of a slow transition to Winter, without the visual reminder that says "Huh, will you look at that. Autumn's here."

I've slowly been adding to my arsenal of anti-Winter weaponry. Scarf, woolen socks, fingerless gloves, beanie. Apparently it's all about the extremities. In my descent into Nannerish dotage I find that my hands and feet are the first to feel the cold, and add to a general feeling of Winter miserableness. So this year the flurry of needles and yarn has meant I'm prepared.

I felt like a little project I could knock off in a few nights of knitting, using bits and bobs of yarn from my stash, so I decided to make myself a pair mittens. I'm really happy with them, and in the process I learned how to knit a thumb and how (with Kerry's help) to do Kitchener Stitch (aka grafting).



So, I decided to photograph them this morning and I was thinking to myself "You know, I should give this whole purple thing a rest. I've been making too many things in purple."

And then the sickening realisation dawned...



I've made a pair of Barney Hands.