and what better way to celebrate than to knit up a patch o' ponkins? Our actual pumpkin patch was pitifully pathetic this year with such a short growing season. In fact, I can see why in years past mainers survived on potatoes and apples, because they're pretty much the only steady crops that grow here, which is fine by me!
It's a magical moment - I'm finally writing down my boot sock pattern! It's hard to say why, but I'm actually a tad emotional about this. This is the pattern I have knitted hundreds of times over my short years. At this point, whenever I pick up the needles I pretty much automatically start casting on 15 stitches per needle. That's not to say that I'm some sort of sock guru, in fact I have been doing some sole-searching (snicker) and I think I need to branch out and try more ways of knitting socks. But in the mean time, I give you - the Fisherman's boot socks!
When I first heard this World War II Era saying, it stuck with me. Often it's easier to throw things away or replace them. It sometimes requires learning new skills or taking time to fix things, and it can be uncomfortable to 'make do'. But there's also a character shaping that comes along with this mindset, and that is worth all the time you spent trying to get that drum turning on that 20 year old dryer (*clears throat*).
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