After months of back-breaking work, the yoga socks are finally finished. I’m excited to be finished, but saddened at the same time. I poured so much of my time and patience into these socks that it is such a shame to know they will not be seen all that often. Perhaps I will wear them to the airport sometime, so at least when I’m forced to stand shoe-less in a line of strangers I can know they are all jealous of my awesome socks.
These socks are surprisingly comfortable. I thought that having open toes and heals would cause a texture contrast that would irritate me as I wore them, but I barely noticed it.
My first adventure into sock making went extremely well. Will I repeat it? I’m not sure. Perhaps I will consider it once these aren’t looking so cute anymore.