The awful part of summer is upon us. Actually, it’s been upon us since early June, which is unusual… most years the weather is pleasant right up until the Fourth of July. This year, it’s already been stinking hot for weeks. So I bought sock yarn.
Isn’t it the best, prettiest, most autumnal sock yarn you’ve ever seen? Okay, it’s cotton, that’s not autumnal, but the colors are delish. I need to finish a pair of heathered purple wool socks before I break into these babies (and an afghan, too), but break into them I will. Amelia is napping in her crib, for almost an hour, three times a day. I need to carpe nap-um.