When nearing the end of the second sock, I began to wonder if the remainder of skein of yarn was going to be enough to finish. I knit as fast as I could (So I would finish before running out of yarn, ya know.)
With only twelve decreasing rows to go, I came to the end of my
I had purchased the yarn on a close-out sale so knew I couldn't find it again from the same source. Chicken Mama said, "I bet I can find it for you on eBay."
After searching there (and a few other places), she did find a skein. In Romania. Or Scotland. Or someplace else far, far away. I can't remember where. The price was about three times what I paid for the skein on sale, and we didn't even go so far as to check out what shipping costs would be.
Papa Pea said he didn't really care what yarn I used to finish the sock. Who was going to see it?
So I went into my
This close-up gives you a better look at the un-matching last twelve rows of the toe. Also a more realistic color of the yarn.
Next up on my sock needles? This gorgeous orange yarn sent to me by my good friend Linda in New York. These will be for me. Not Bigfoot.