Did I ever mention that buttons make me happy? I probably do about twice a week.
Last week I meant to go find buttons for my latest puerperium, but then Kaya got ill – and my favourite button lady only has a stall in town once a week.
Yesterday we made it.
The feeling of six perfect little yellow wooden buttons in my pocket made my day.
Strange and lovely things, buttons.
I couldn’t help myself but buy a few of these tiny darlings (for more of these). They have a beautiful mother of pearl sheen you can’t see so well in the photos.
So now the white cardi is all done, along with the green one I finished a while ago. My husband picked the buttons for that one. He is very good at finding perfect buttons too, but somehow I don’t think he gets quite the same kick from it.
So now, one of them will stay here and wait, while the other one will travel up North to my friend’s house – and wait.
Now on to more knitting so we have a good excuse to get more cute buttons!