I am supposed to be getting ready to leave at a moments notice to go to a funeral. It's a mad dash sprint from here to the heart of Pennsylvania and back again in the course of a weekend. I'm almost ready to go, I just have to get dressed and throw a few more things in my suitcase. But instead . . .
I'm working on these socks that I cast on for the drive. At this rate I may be finished with them before we get out of North Carolina. Boy would that land me in a pickle. I'm just hopelessly addicted. Not just to the lace panel, but to the tiny cables running up the sides of the foot. It's been so long since I knit cables that I forgot how much fun they are. They really are potato chip knitting.*
*For hints on this reference check out the Knit More Girls Podcast