Hello everyone. I know it's been yet another record absence from blogging, but it's been a long year, and blogging about a pair of socks might not seem like a very big accomplishment, but it is - truly. I feel I've spent the majority of this year sleeping, or perhaps sleep-walking through my life.
It's been a very busy time, chock-full of very bad and very good. The very bad, we lost my Dad in April.
He was a lovely person, very patient and loyal, and always fixing things, leaving the world a better place in small ways. He will be missed.
In September we lost our little bunny, Pip.
The opposite of Dad, this little bunny was a vicious creature. We suffered through many bites and scratches in the 13 years he lived with us, and though I certainly won't miss that, his absence is being felt.
But there's also been very good. In June, Nigel and I went down to Minneapolis to see The Cure in concert.
Also very good, Nigel bought himself tickets to Wimbledon, so I tagged along with him to England and met up with my Aunt and Uncle.
They are delightful people and we spent a lovely day wandering through antique shops in Hastings.
...on to the socks.
A simple sock pattern from Regia, using Regia Zoofari yarn, a kooky little yarn that knits up into animal prints. These are the tiger stripes. I added a little solid black at the heel and toe, and a smidge along the cuff. Rrraawr!
So, in short, the good was wonderful and the bad was awful and the socks are tiger-stripe, and it's left this entire year feeling like some strange dream...and so...
Let's watch The Cure (circa 1989) sing us a Lullaby while I try to shake myself out of dreamland.
