Last night I finished a pair of socks. They're lacy and sweet. Pink. White. Bits of pale blue.
But this isn't really that unexpected. Or, perhaps, exciting. You see, I have this habit. I'm a knitter. Some might even call it a hobby.
I knit. Often. More than I sew. Less than I breathe. Sometimes this knitting causes wearable items to materialise
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