Wednesday, 6 October 2010

What a hoot!

So here's what I made with some of the leftover wool from the blanket. I first saw it on Rachel B's blog and fell in love with it. The pattern comes from Ravelry and was fun to make.
It makes me think about a rhyme that my dad taught me when I was growing up:

A wise old owl sat in an oak
The more he saw, the less he spoke
The less he spoke, the more he heard
Why can't we be more like that old bird?

11 comments:

scrappyjacky said...

I remember that one as well...love the cute owl.

Denise said...

He's lovely and I remember the rhyme too xx

Sian said...

Very, very cute owl! I think we might need to start a knitting club. I hadn't heard that rhyme before - I like it.

Deb said...

ADORABLE, Deb. And I love that poem...haven't heard that in years and it's a great reminder. :o)

Karen said...

Oh I love him - you need to hope that 'the other' Karen doesn't see him as she adores owls!

Scrappi Sandi said...

Gorgeous blanket! & that owl is so sweet...great poem too! Thanks for sharing!

Tell me, does your retro phone actually dial...or is it pushbutton? I would love an old style phone that still has the original dialing mechanism!!

Maria Ontiveros said...

I love the colors in your owl!
Rinda

Beverly said...

He's very cute and I loved that poem as a child :)Thanks for the reminder of it.

Ruth said...

What a lovely owl! And the rhyme is pretty cool, too.

Rachel B said...

He is so cute Deb, I love the look on his face!

....A knitting club! What a good idea Sian :)

humel said...

Such a cutie! Oh, I wish I could knit...