Sock It To Me!

I have to be honest with you; I've been outside several times this week, and there is NOTHING yellow coming up yet!! The garlic is up, the daffydowndillies are up, but not doing anything. SO!

Here is my new knitting basket. Margaret (my massage therapist) wanted me to teach her how to knit. She works with wool, and felted this for me. I LOVE it. My new brown jacket goes beautifully with it, but I'm not into changing purses for my outfits. It has become my sock knitting bag, and, Margaret, I get LOTS of comments on its unique beauty. Thank you.

My dear mother knits socks, and before she leaves us I wanted to learn what she is famous for:

Socks!

The above is my first sock. It fits me perfectly. My foot is small, so most store socks, when pulled on, put the heel up the back of my ankle. This one fits perfectly.

You can see the second one of the pair is almost finished. It is easy (once you can understand the directions), and my Little Mither (or Mama Pajama, as I often call her) was ever so helpful with translating what seemed Greek into do-able instructions.

I've ordered more 'fingering' yarn from a place called "Knitpicks" online, and I can't wait for the next batch of yarn to come. Who cares about tulips and daffydowndillies?????