OK, patience is sometimes rewarded. I was about to close this post in exasperation when my photos leaped onto the page.
Here is Fetching.4. The *third* green pair in designer-specified Cashmerino Aran; after the first pair in leftover brown Felted Tweed that went home with my girlfriend for her flautist daughter. The first two green pairs went to my best-friend-at-work and my best-and-only-sister. If you look carefully you will see the needle still tucked inside from sewing in ends.
And here is the ball that followed me home on Monday, for another pair, for me.
It was red. What can I say?
That same trip to the LYS also yielded another ball of the brown Felted Tweed, because I *will* have another pair to match my socks.
- Five years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Have given up perfect manicures and pretty hands in order to resume playing the soprano recorder and to see if I can figure out how to play bluegrass banjo. Singing in the shower. Still really, *really* love to knit!