I am a blessed wahine. When I got together with my friend Nancy today for our knitting time, she ‘way surprised me by telling me that she was knitting a pair of socks for me. For me. I could hardly believe it and started to cry. I was so overwhelmed and touched at her generosity. She had me put one on so that she could see where to start the toe decreases.
Never in a million years did I ever dream that a pair of her always-amazing socks would be mine. Never. But it’s true.
I absolutely love the pattern, love the colors, and will wear them happily, gratefully; my feeties will love them. Nancy knows that I love mismatched socks, and these fraternal and opposite-colors socks are the stuff that dreams are made of.
Nancy found a pattern that had flowers in it because she knows my name is a Hawaiian flower.
Thank you, Nancy. I treasure your friendship!
Try look!!! Aren’t they gorgeous! They look like on Maui sunset.
And here’s Nancy knitting on them. She is an absolutely amazing knitter. When she knits, it’s poetry in motion.
A sweet post-a friend’s love is very touching. They are AMAZING socks! I also love mismatched ones.
Beautiful socks, beautiful sentiments.
Whoaaa!! Dat is so unreal nice! Is she knitting two socks at one time? On the same needle contraption? Your picture intrigues me.
Jalna, yeah. She’s knitting two at a time. On circular needles. Two needles connected by a very flexible cable. Adunno how to do that yet.