I knit socks for my dad. He loves them and wears them.
I’m pretty sure this is the first pair I knit for him. This is at least the third time I have darned them. The first time I used a water bottle because I didn’t have a darning egg.
Since the last time I darned them, I found a darning egg.
I have to admit after using the darning egg, I prefer the water bottle. It was easier to manipulate.
It is a pleasure to knit for someone who truly appreciates the knitted gift. 🙂
And from the puppy files:
I wonder if Boris realizes that Tucker is touching him. Tucker is staying really quiet and still because Boris never lets him get this close.
Harry being soulful.