When I was in fourth grade, my teacher believed that all of the girls should know how to knit.
I’m not sure where the needles came from, but the yarn was from an old, rusty orange sweater that my mother gave me to unravel. With my dutifully, unraveled yarn, I somehow gained the skills needed to knit a tiny pair of socks for my soon to be born, baby brother. How I managed to knit a pair of socks, using four needles, at that young of an age still blows me away.
The socks however, made from the re-purposed yarn, were not suitable for my baby brother’s feet. And therefore, they gracefully adorned the tender tootsies of my favourite baby doll.
I have been knitting ever since; sweaters, scarfs, blankets and baby outfits and numerous other things.
The colour, rusty orange, continues to hold a special place in my heart.
I love doing different things for my family for Christmas. So I thought ‘Why not socks for Christmas!’ Two years in the making, they are finally done!
What’s that saying, ‘Warm Feet, Warm Heart?’