A few months ago, Nice Friend and I did a barter, wherein she got a knitted cowl and I got a lovely new ceramic water mug for work. This is not terribly uncommon for me. I often pay for things in eggs and knitting, and often am paid in yarn and art. It's fun for me, and less awkward than trying to put a price on what are essentially favors between friends.
A bit after our initial exchange, my friend's Nice Husband texted me:
Nice Friend's Husband: The neck warmer you made...She is simply in love with and adores
Me: yay
Nice Friend's Husband: So much so that it has far exceeded an outdoor cold weather accessory and now has become a fixture in her daily wardrobe
Me: does she need more colors?
Nice Friend's Husband: . . . .You read my mind
Again, this is one of those situations where I would have knit for nothin'--encouraging men who want to surprise their wives with presents is a fine thing in my book--but when it was suggested that payment would be in the form of bottles of wine...my friends, bartering rocks!
From top (the pink one) clockwise...an easy stockinette cowl...a speedy cabled cowl...and a cap'n crunch.
