Sock Roulette
It's here, and better still, it's forcing me to learn a new skill. My sock is a slipped stitch pattern, looking very good indeed. Thanks Ann, plus she put in some extra gifts, my favorite would have to be the needle point covers, green monsters, tee hee, so very me.
Labels: slipped stitch, sock, sock roulette
Grams, don't worry, we won't let you starve! She's collecting the leftovers to make sure we don't waste anything, to take home for the dogs. Of course if you ask the waiter, the scraps will be put in a foil bag to take home.
Mothers!
Today Liz and I went for probably the last road trip of her holidays, up to the lovely Blue Mountains, west of Sydney. True to form (every trip to Katoomba I have been on since being married - 27 years) the clouds were nestled around the mountains, and hid the valleys. I long ago resigned myself to enjoying the mountains as they showed themselves to me, and nestled in hand knits I shrugged off the rain/clouds and just enjoyed the silence, broken only by the dripping of the moisture. This weather certainly drives the average tourist back to the shops, and so if you go for even a short walk down one of the mountain trails, you are on your own. Perfect!
No trip is complete without the sock photo, so agains the amazing backdrop of the Jamison Valley, I present The Sock!
Labels: Katoomba, sock
