Two years ago my father's oldest sibling (my Aunt Shirley) knit scarves for the whole family (that's a lot of people, folks!) She called them 'a warm hug from her' and they are quite warm, very soft and pleasantly wide (they make nice shawls, in fact, or head coverings, heck, they make really nice LAP covers, I have found.) Yesterday and this morning made me really appreciate my aunt's 'warm hug'. It's bittersweet because she died of cancer this summer. She was entirely too young.