There you are, knitting happily away, imagining you're the most clever girl ever. Those colors, simply brilliant, truly gifted you allow yourself to think. You open a book, why there they are! Serendipity!
Still working away, days later. A quick glance at your socks. Oh dear. Hmmmm. why there they are again....only they've been there all the time......
and that disappointment was before all the undoing!
8 comments:
oh dear. Did you have to frog your project?
Funny how that is sometimes. I do think that we get our visual inspiration from all over the place and may never even associate our own twist on an idea with it's source. Perhaps this page wormed it's way into your heart sometime long ago. - great socks!
Molly
love the way your socks match your book...I am intrigued as to what it was you have frogged??
Isn't it weird how colours seem to attach themselves to you,and seem to follow you around...or it seems like that at times.
Sorry to see your hard work having to be undone.
Ha...seem to be overdoing the seems there ...maybe they're attached to me today :-)
I pulled up your blog and thought "those are my socks!" :) very nice taste, MJ!
Love the colors and the striping. Sorry you had to 'rip it'. But the 2nd photo of the ripped wound balls of yarn look very nice...
Oh no! Hope the next version works out....
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