the skies aren’t sunny, but at least this project is!
forget your troubles, c’mon get happy…
i’m not sure i’d do this for anyone else. no kidding. so don’t ask. (though i’d probably do it for you. sigh.)
fool me once, shame on — shame on you. Fool me — you can’t get fooled again. (*smack*)
a little of this, a little of that, and pretty soon you’ve got something.
not the best, that’s for sure!
from poe to kafka to aqua socks. it’s one of those days.
i love him, i love him, i love him, and where he goes he wears handknit socks, handknit socks, handknit socks (ok, so the rhythm is off for that song, sue me).
so many WIPs, so little time. i know, you hear that ALL the time.
here’s why i knit: pleasure. sensory glory, pedestrian pleasures all made by hand. by MY hands.
my name is the scarecrow, and i’m making a sock without a pattern. WHAT?!
“come” unto me, saith the lord using way unnecessary quotation marks…
the last of the wedding details
these are a few of my favorite things: a dead man, a single man, and socks.
flowers and yarn, pure simple joy
coming back to a much-loved pattern, the wowie-zowie sock!
too bad I had to frog my wonderful socks. 
loving this pair of socks!
I finished a project! I finished a project! SOCKS!
let me try to make you smile. come on…..
oh yeah? then how would YOU define it?
gee, I guess I’m really a sock knitter!
a mishmash of thoughts, plus a picture of monkey socks
back from vacation and planning the next!
socks for Katie, plus a lesson in stress and the immune system.
whinging about stress, plus socks
love, socks, and a snowball
what’s on YOUR needles? I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours!
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