Socks, socks, socks. All I knit are socks.

You would think I knit nothing but socks. I promise it's not the case, but socks make great warm-weather knitting. Plus I can fit a sock-in-progress in my bag and carry it with me everywhere.

I've started working on socks for Jim.


He likes the boring, tweedy brown (Trekking #285). It must be a guy thing. He likes a black ball of Trekking I have in the stash so that may be the next pair for him. It's too hard to see the patterening, but it's the Bubble Wrap Socks from Sockbug. I have another ball of the same color so dad might also be getting a pair of these.


My sockpal also got her socks. She doesn't have a blog but she sent me a picture.