Saturday, January 23, 2010

steady socking

I have been knitting a brown sock this winter, squeezed in between everything else in life that is good, or even those things that are not so good. It's my ongoing project to carry along life's highways and byways.

Steadfastly I continue knitting this pumpernickel patterned sock while its mate waits patiently as a ball of yarn in a woven basket. Hand-knitted socks seem extravagant to some considering the price of wool yarn and the time devoted to the tiny stitches, yet I can't help but benefit from the thoughts of snugness that comes from knitting woolen socks that keep one's footsies warm and toasty.

roasted chicken

... for supper  Most of my Wednesday mornings are spent rushing from here to there with Charlotte for violin and piano lessons; I hav...