I cannot believe that grass even exists at this point in time, to say nothing of crocuses.
To instill some small edge of balance into my world, I have cast on for the most spring-like sock you can imagine.
Another round of Monkey, in luscious Arequipa, Lily Pond colourway. Toe-up, Turkish cast-on.
These socks are appropriately called "Dreaming of Crocuses", and they will grace my feet long after the Tsarina's ts-crocuses are gone for the season. A small victory, but I'll take it.
A finished object: the first and maybe last pair of socks for DH. These took SO LONG to knit!
His pant-leg is cleverly concealing the fact that they aren't really the same size. I think that happened when I was working to finish them off and watching "The Motorcycle Diaries" at the same time. I know the Harlot cautioned against watching sub-titled movies while knitting, but, well, I need to learn every lesson the hard way. Hubby swears he doesn't care. That, my friends, is true love in action. :)
3 comments:
WOW, and I thought we had alot of snow with our piddly 4 foot snowbanks, that's insane, but that's also Ottawa as I remember it....spring will come, eventually. Gorgeous socks, both pair.
Love your monkeys! I so have to learn toe-up. The colour is perfect too.
Don't hate me because I have crocuses. Love me because I show you the harbinger of your own spring to come. ;-)
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