I hadn't planned to bring my knitting on our visit friends at their cottage. My feeling was that they might think it rude, that I wasn't paying my full attention to them. But Gavin thought I should bring it - there are knitters in their family, they won't think anything of it, he reasoned. So I brought it, and knit a bit on Sunday morning as we sat around drinking coffee and watching a chilly drizzle fall steadily outside. But it was on the three hour drives there and back that I knit a great deal. Finished the leg, turned the heel and knit the gusset. Just the foot and the toe left to knit. My guess? My left sock'll be done by this time tomorrow.
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