Understanding
May 17, 2015
“What’s in that bag?”
The Kettle Slayer points to the large comforter bag against the wall.
“All the sock yarn,” I answer. “There’s so much!”
“You don’t need to buy sock yarn for a loong time.” He pauses, inspecting the bags and totes of yarn around the room.
“Unless the right color isn’t in there.”
It is good to be understood.
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Naming Mountains 
Ah yes, the joys of sock wool! I’m busy using up my odds and ends making some zingy multi-colour / multi pattern cot blankets. I don’t have a plan for them, but I’m thinking about selling them to make some money for one of my favourite charities – the local city farm. I’m playing around with that idea at the moment.
Knitting socks is soooo addictive isn’t it! (and in such a good way…)
I do like your blog – will be visiting regularly.
Oh man, I love your stash of sock yarn!! So awesome! And yes, it is so nice to be understood. 🙂 You have a good man!