The Birth of a Sock

There comes a time in everyone’s life, sooner or later, when they stop partway through getting dressed, and, for the first time, ask themselves that deep question: where do socks come from?

Fear not, your questions are about to be answered, in the relative anonymity and privacy of the internet (relative to your settings, choice of browser, &c.).

a ball of sock yarn
The sock egg.

The process begins when a sock egg is laid. These eggs can be found in great numbers at your LYS (Lair of Young Socks), where you can select the sock species of your preference. As socks do not like the solitary life, it is generally best to get two eggs of the same sort, although some advanced practitioners have had success with combining two eggs of complementary though different species.

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Ironing Board Recovery

No, I didn’t have to mount a daring raid to rescue my ironing board from an international gang of ironing-board abductors (if such things there be).

When I read this post from the Dreamstress, I realized that the cover of my ironing board needed replacing too – had needed it, according to my comment, for about the last ten years. So naturally, having waited for the Seven Years of Symbolic Significance to pass since then, this week I did something about it.

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For Sale: One Gargoyle

Those of you who have been following this blog for some time may recall the half-year I spent chipping away at my gargoyles – the unfinished projects that lurk about in dark cupboards, taking up space both physical and mental.

Pre-eminent among these gargoyles was the rose quilt, which – hold on to your hats – I’ve been working on (or rather, mostly not working on) for about half my life now. Since I last wrote about it, some three and a half years ago, progress has been made, and it now looks like this:

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