I guess we shouldn’t be surprised. I think we all saw it coming. I just didn’t think it would be so…so…graphic. I am almost hesitant to post this picture. Those of you with weak stomachs may want to look away.
She finished the socks in the car on the way to NY this past Friday. She even ripped back the misfit blue sock and reknit it. No sooner had she stepped out of the car, when she was viscously attacked by both pairs of socks. She never even saw it coming. So passes a knit blogger.
But the good news is…Dad loved the socks. They turned out great, I ate many clams, I ate sweet corn from the garden, and visited with family and friends and felt very refreshed!