Today it is cold, gray, raining, miserable; the fifth game of the World Series was suspended so the agonizing wait for a winning finish for the Phillies is on hold; the economy is doing god knows what; we have to wait a week for the election to put an end to that agonizing wait; I have a cold; my hair is thinning and becoming more and more unmanageable, but it is a good day because I am wearing these:
This is what sock knitting is all about. As soon as I put the first sock on this morning, I smiled. My feet feel like they're being hugged; they are warm; they are gorgeous.
I do not fear the day anymore.
XXXOOO to all my handknit socks.