I started knitting these socks for my mother so long ago that I can't actually remember the start date. We were definitely living in the last house, which means pre-March, at least.
They're not even very advanced - simple heel, simple toe, and no fancy pattern.
I'm itching to cast something else on (always the way with knitting. plus have you seen how many gorgeous baby knits there are in the world?), but am holding off until I've finished quilting the sunshine quilt and have made a bit more progress with the charm quilt. I know that if I don't get on with them they'll go the same way as these socks, and I'll still be blogging about the sunshine quilt this time next year.
Incidentally, it turns out that there are almost no white surfaces in this house on which one can take a photo.
And also, don't feet look enormous from above? I mean, mine actually are enormous (UK 8, is that a US 9? 10?), but they look even more enormous here. The socks are a bit short on me, so hopefully they'll be perfect for my mother's more reasonably sized feet.
And also also, I just looked back in my blog. Apparently I promised to knit these socks last October and cast the on in about February, making them possibly the slowest hand knit socks in history.
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