The first pair of socks I ever knit died today. Holes. One in each heel. I am so sad. I have the sneaking suspicion I need to moisturize more if I want my socks to last. Being the first pair I knit, I suspect they were a little too loosely knit for something that gets the abuse of being walked on all the time. Even so, they were good socks, great socks, even - and now they are gone. Forever.
It is a sad day, and the only possible remedy for my heartache?
More sock yarn.
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