Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Hiawatha's chickens

"Ewa-yea! my little owlet!"

All the time I was sewing tiny little buttons on for the owl eyes, I had Longfellow's "The Song of Hiawatha" rolling around in my head. Not the whole thing as who can remember the whole thing?! But the fireflies and the owlet part kept surfacing.

This is a little odd looking cap, but the oddness is from my doing, not from the pattern. The baby for whom this is intended arrived early and around 5 pounds. I thought a small cap was in order so I only cast on 77 stitches and worked it in some leftover Comfort DK. JP voiced some concern over having buttons on something intended for an infant, but I think this will be outgrown so very quickly and way before the babe discovers the buttons.

I love the little owls and intend on making this again sometime in a different yarn.

When he heard the owls at midnight,
Hooting, laughing in the forest,
'What is that?" he cried in terror,
"What is that," he said, "Nokomis?"
And the good Nokomis answered:
"That is but the owl and owlet,
Talking in their native language,
Talking, scolding at each other."
Then the little Hiawatha
Learned of every bird its language,
Learned their names and all their secrets,
How they built their nests in Summer,
Where they hid themselves in Winter,
Talked with them whene'er he met them,
Called them "Hiawatha's Chickens." - Henry W. Longfellow


Mary said...

Another sweet hat!

Sheri said...

You're really whipping out those baby hats! That one, too, is adorable. I made my neices each a vest a really long time ago with owls going around the top. That reminded me of them.
I'm home, trying to get the mess put away, the laundry done, all that good stuff. But, I'm knitting!