A few months ago my uncle got very sick. He's better now, but we were all very worried and you know what happens when you put "worried" and "knitter" in the same sentence? Socks happen. I don't know his head size, sweaters take too long, ditto for scarves, but socks? Everyone needs socks. Besides, socks are cozy and comforting. It would be him and the socks against whatever nasty thing was marauding around.
Surprisingly I even finished on time although ends were woven in minutes before I dropped them off. I have several assurances that they are a manly color, although my uncle is manly enough to brave feminine footwear. That's what real men do. What was I talking about?
|yarn: cascade 220 heathers in "Dark Spruce," pattern: basic socks in worsted-weight yarn|
Here's to wearing them out and many more pairs of socks to come.