On the way there we listened to NPR and I worked on the Neely O'Hara socks (affectionately known as my Neon Neelys) which I had not touched since casting on earlier in the week. By the time we got to my parents' house I had completed the heel flap. By the time I went to bed I had turned the heel and started the gusset decreases. I was in shock. I had never knit a sock this fast. It was rather incredible. But it did not stop there.
The next day I went out to visit my mom's school, which is set in the most beautiful mountain lake town. The above photo is one of the trails her cross country team runs. It was stunning. While there I helped out with some things and knit a little more. When she did afternoon car duty I sat on a rock at the top of a hill, knitting under the trees and feeling like I was in a movie. It was one of the most incredible knitting-related experiences of my life. The music teacher who was helping played harmonica between cars and the weather was just warm enough that I did not feel chilled in my tshirt. It is no wonder, then, that by the end of the school day I finished the foot of the sock.
As I am sure you can guess I finished the sock that night. I write about this not to say "hey, look how much I did! be in awe!" but rather to point out just how much one can accomplish under the guise of relaxation. I spent time focusing on the people I love and being present in the time we had together, rather than focusing on how much I miss them when I am not there. All the stress and worries of life and work and just being an adult faded into the background for a while and it was just me, my family, and my crazy stripey sock.
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<3 the crazy, stripey sock and the gorgeous views!
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