Winnie's Hand-Knit Harvest Pumpkins

The ribbing is real — you can feel every stitch. Five are on my mantel and one snuck up to my bedroom because I wanted to look at it.

Bought the garland and three little ones for my mother. She cried. It’s on her stair rail now and she tells every visitor the whole story.

My aunt gave us one fifteen years ago and it looks exactly the same today. When I heard Winnie had to sell the rest, I bought four more.

I’ve bought foam pumpkins that looked dead by November. These have a body to them — visitors always reach out and pick one up.

I read Winnie’s story to my kids at dinner. A woman knitting these by hand for forty years — that’s the kind of thing you keep and pass down.

The garland turned my plain mantel into autumn in one motion. It’s the first thing anyone comments on when they walk in.

Knowing a woman in Maine knit these by hand, and why she’s selling now — I bought a set for each of my daughters.

The ribbing is real — you can feel every stitch. Five are on my mantel and one snuck up to my bedroom because I wanted to look at it.

Bought the garland and three little ones for my mother. She cried. It’s on her stair rail now and she tells every visitor the whole story.

My aunt gave us one fifteen years ago and it looks exactly the same today. When I heard Winnie had to sell the rest, I bought four more.

I’ve bought foam pumpkins that looked dead by November. These have a body to them — visitors always reach out and pick one up.

I read Winnie’s story to my kids at dinner. A woman knitting these by hand for forty years — that’s the kind of thing you keep and pass down.

The garland turned my plain mantel into autumn in one motion. It’s the first thing anyone comments on when they walk in.

Knowing a woman in Maine knit these by hand, and why she’s selling now — I bought a set for each of my daughters.

The ribbing is real — you can feel every stitch. Five are on my mantel and one snuck up to my bedroom because I wanted to look at it.

Bought the garland and three little ones for my mother. She cried. It’s on her stair rail now and she tells every visitor the whole story.

My aunt gave us one fifteen years ago and it looks exactly the same today. When I heard Winnie had to sell the rest, I bought four more.

I’ve bought foam pumpkins that looked dead by November. These have a body to them — visitors always reach out and pick one up.

I read Winnie’s story to my kids at dinner. A woman knitting these by hand for forty years — that’s the kind of thing you keep and pass down.

The garland turned my plain mantel into autumn in one motion. It’s the first thing anyone comments on when they walk in.

Knowing a woman in Maine knit these by hand, and why she’s selling now — I bought a set for each of my daughters.

The ribbing is real — you can feel every stitch. Five are on my mantel and one snuck up to my bedroom because I wanted to look at it.

Bought the garland and three little ones for my mother. She cried. It’s on her stair rail now and she tells every visitor the whole story.

My aunt gave us one fifteen years ago and it looks exactly the same today. When I heard Winnie had to sell the rest, I bought four more.

I’ve bought foam pumpkins that looked dead by November. These have a body to them — visitors always reach out and pick one up.

I read Winnie’s story to my kids at dinner. A woman knitting these by hand for forty years — that’s the kind of thing you keep and pass down.

The garland turned my plain mantel into autumn in one motion. It’s the first thing anyone comments on when they walk in.

Knowing a woman in Maine knit these by hand, and why she’s selling now — I bought a set for each of my daughters.