I am very careful with my growing collection of hand-knit socks so all of them, even the ones made from yarns considered to be machine washable, get a nice gentle soak in a basin full of lavender baby shampoo suds and then hung up to dry.
Where they helpfully drip onto the plants and get to enjoy the ocean view at the same time.
Then a few hours later, when they are done dripping and angle of the sun has changed so that area is in the shade, I shift them over to the other end of the balcony.
And much later in the afternoon, I went outside to take my nice dry socks down and found this:
All together now...Awwwww, that's so cute!
Of course - I had to wait to put away the socks, I mean, what kind of heartless person could disturb that perfect scene?
I'm going to end this post with an end of the day Saturday Sky:
5 comments:
So cute! Love cats & handknits.
My favorite part of this post is knowing that you've just been knitting socks since oh... March or so. :) You are fabulous.
Such the kitty life!
Awww! Laying in the sunbeam, smelling freshly laundered socks. Doesn't get better than that. xxoo
I probably should take better care of my handknit socks. But I decided that it's the nature of socks to get worn down and kind of messed up, and if I wanted to keep them in perfect condition then I wouldn't be able to wear them at all. So just throw them in the wash with everything else. No problems so far, although my Retro Ribs are starting to felt a teensy bit.
That's only with socks, though. I'm thinking I should stop being a snob and go back to buying mostly acrylic yarn. Since it is cheap, and virtually indestructable- I don't have time to wash all my clothes by hand.
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