A Tale of Two Socks
It was the lightest of socks,
it was the heaviest of socks,
it was yarn that evoked spring,
it was a yarn that evoked winter,
it was the most delicate lacy pattern,
it was the sturdiest stockinette pattern,
- in short, one sock is so unlike the other that only superlatives will do.
Good thing Dickens isn't alive to read what I've done to his famed first paragraph for A Tale of Two Cities! Today finds me at the heel of the second sock of both these pairs. And could you ever imagine two so different socks?
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