So then last Sunday, I washed the socks but didn't weave in the ends. They hung dry till Tuesday and then I put them on my night stand so they could mock me. They sat their glaring at me until Friday night. It was cold in the house and Daddy was out at the fire hall so the boys had piled into my bed. I already had all the lights off but I couldn't sleep. My feet were so cold. So grudgingly I turned the lights back on and as the boys happily looked at books a little longer while I sewed in the ends of the socks. (Yes I have a darning needle in my night stand. You don't?)
They are super warm. Like maybe too warm for my bed but they would be great for walking through the snow with no shoes. They will be great when I am sick and my feet will not stay warm.
|Made from Suffolk Dorset boot sock by Solitude Wool made fuzzy with Angel's dog hair.|