Back in December, my community (led by my aunt Colleen) had a sort of a Christmas Bazaar at the old railroad depot in my hometown. It was a ton of fun, and I definitely hope we do it again this year.
Cakes on display for the Cake Walk
My mom (and sister) with her giant homemade scrabble boards
My aunt Colleen in the fray
I sold quite a few pairs of socks.
After the furious knitting that I did in preparation for the Bazaar, compounded with a couple of special orders for Christmas presents, along with my OWN knitting for Christmas presents, I was pretty wiped out with knitting for a while.
I tried to pick it up here and there a few times after the holiday season, but couldn’t manage much enthusiasm and soon laid it down again.
Well, I finally rediscovered my gusto!
I’ve been knitting more socks (to sell), which I know isn’t exactly the most lucrative business, and I know I’ll never make enough to cover the labor involved. But as I enjoy knitting, and as I need a little spare income (as I am recently engaged and trying to plan a wedding), I figured my time could be spent worse.
Here are my latest sockies in their natural habitat (not).