Life's a Stitch

…on the banister with care. We haven’t gotten around to building the mantle over our fireplace so the stockings line the stairway. These are the stockings I made for Chuck as an anniversary gift just after Mari was born. The items on the stocking represent something important in each person’s life at the time. When I made them I bought enough felt in case another needed to be made.

From stockings to socks: I’ve made two pairs of socks this past year, one out of Reggia and one Mountain Colors Bearfoot yarn. I was so disappointed with the Reggia socks because the ribbing stretched terribly and they behave like slouch socks. It doesn’t matter how many times I wash them. The Bearfoot, however, are wonderful to wear. The problem is that when I made the Barefoot socks it was during the summer at a time when it was too warm to wear them. I had started a second pair of Bearfoot, but was so put off by my Reggia socks, I frogged the project and am now halfway through a horseshoe pattern scarf. Now, fickle pickle that I am (my mother used to call me that any time I changed my mind about something), I’m thinking about frogging the scarf and turning the Bearfoot back into socks. It’s the process, right? Not the product.