You Know You Have A Sock Problem When...

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About 1/2 my stash...All washed up and ready for one or two more rounds before they get put away until Fall!

Comments

Michelle said…
Problem? What problem? I see blessings for the feet and eyes. An absolute treasure-chest full!
1:15 PM
Cindy G said…
No problem there.
8:25 AM
Carole M. said…
such lovely colours amongst them; they look so warm and cozy
4:25 PM
Elizabeth said…
No problems here. Hand knit socks are the way to go.
5:07 PM
Kathy Kathy Kathy said…
Are you not rushing the season? Then again, you have a long round with so many pairs. I especially like the pair on the top level in the lower right hand corner. I have a think for pink and gray together.
11:08 PM
Sara in WI said…
My mother has a sock problem bigger than yours!! Seriously!
9:23 PM
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