living in the woods and making stuff

Last week I was not motivated to finish these socks. It was spring. Warm and sunny, and who needs socks when it is 80 degrees? But today, as I struggle to light a tiny fire and enjoy the pitter of rain on the roof, I also finish the socks. All four of them.

Sew in all the ends, turn them right side out, and decide what to do with them.

Maybe I will roll them up into little balls, and tuck them away for the fall. I love seasons for many reasons, including the excuse to finish something and tuck it away for later.

Or mabye, I will use them in my rubber boots to keep my feet warm and dry when I am stomping about in the woods.