one down

I spent lots of time this weekend fussing around searching for a knitting project that could hold my attention for more than ten minutes. Finally, after plenty of aimless shifting about, I settled on socks.

Bound and determined to overcome "second sock syndrome" and actually complete my first pair of socks, I bravely cast on.

By Saturday evening, I had turned the heel.


By Sunday afternoon, I was the proud creator of a single sock.

Nice and soft and toasty and stripey (self-stripey, that is).

Now for sock number two...