The Winter Collection: Wool, Witchcraft & Mild Panic Buying

It’s that time again — the season when everyone suddenly remembers they live in the UK and, shockingly, it’s cold.

Welcome to Crefftau Ceridwen’s Winter Collection: where wool meets witchcraft, and I meet yet another round of “how did I make that last time?” because, spoiler alert — I still don’t write patterns down.

This collection is all about comfort, colour, and chaos. Think: hand-crocheted cowls, headbands, and fingerless gloves made on a North Wales mountain with equal parts caffeine, stubbornness, and witchy vibes. It’s the kind of collection that says, “Yes, I’m freezing, but at least I look fabulous and slightly mysterious.”

The colours? Moody purples, soft russets, and little pops of pink — like a sunset that’s been filtered through a cauldron. Each piece is one-of-a-kind, which sounds romantic but mostly means I forgot what hook size I used halfway through and just rolled with it.

Honestly, I started making the winter collection out of pure survival. One minute I was sipping tea and muttering about the cold; the next, I’d made enough accessories to clothe a small coven. I tell myself it’s productivity. My family calls it “yarn-based mania.”

The headbands? Perfect for bad hair days (which, let’s be honest, is every day after October).

The fingerless gloves? Ideal for texting, crocheting, or dramatically gesturing about how cold it is.

And the cowls? Well, those are basically wearable hugs — minus the awkward small talk.

But here’s the thing: every stitch is its own tiny act of defiance against winter. A bit of handmade rebellion. Because when the world feels grey and damp, bright yarn and a cup of coffee feel like magic spells that actually work.

So yes, the Winter Collection is officially here — chaotic, colourful, and slightly caffeinated.

It’s warm, it’s witchy, and it’s 100% made with love (and maybe a little late-night muttering).

If you fancy a bit of handmade warmth this season — or just want to support a woman slowly losing her mind to yarn — you know where to find me.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve earned another coffee. Probably two. ☕️🧙♀️