I washed and blocked socks today. It's the last day of SOS 2007, and I'm a toe away from having eleven socks done - I'll get it done this afternoon, surely.
I laid all my new summer socks out in a row in my sunporch, three pairs of handknit socks, two single socks, with a pair of my hanes footies taking the place of the pair of cabled footies I've already gifted and a space for the third single sock when I finish it in an hour or so.
And then I went looking for the camera. It was in Chris's car. At his workplace. So that pretty picture is going to have to wait.
I think I need my own camera, don't you?
In other news, I got my Knit Picks Harmony dpns, and I've had them next to me all day, stroking them, twirling them and drooling over their smooth shiny pointy Mardi Gras stripeyness.
I had been considering trying out some sock monogamy once SOS was over, but I think the socks these were ordered for (the ones I was swatchy about) will break through any impulses in that direction.