A New Pair of Socks

My first hand-knitted socks!

With tiny needles in hand and soft merino wool flecked with the sparkle of sunlight on sea waves, I knit my first pair of socks. With every challenging step - heel flap - turning the heel - reducing stitches to make the toe, I was thrilled when I crossed each hurdle.

After I finished the first sock, I couldn't resist slipping my foot into it while I was knitting the second. Unlike any purchased sock I have ever worn - it fit perfectly. A cable runs subtly up the back - a secret pleasure since it is fairly well hidden by my slacks. I like that about them.

I finished the second sock while I was in France. For just being completed, they are very well traveled.

A Fond Farewell

My mother-in-law passed away last Sunday.  We were far away in France but she was never out of our thoughts.  She was much loved and will be missed by all of us.  We celebrated her 90th birthday earlier than her August 11th birthdate and it was a wonderful visit - all of us together at Kathy's house.  She basked in the love surrounding her and gave us her heartfelt smiles all afternoon.  What a treasure that visit was!