So (or should I say "sew"), I have been learning the art of threading a needle this summer. It all started because, as some of you know, we lost my dear father to extrememly unexpected heart disease last July. He was always so particular about his feet and wore the best socks. I swear, his feet looked way more smooth and manicured than mine, even down to the day he died. He put me to shame :) We were left with a whole drawer full of these nice & thick, white and gray cotton socks. I couldn't handle donating them or sticking them in some dusty shed somewhere, so I decided to make something out of them. I found a book, Socks Appeal (now that I say the title out loud, it's funny :). Anyway, it got me started on this sewing journey and now I just can't stop! Above is a picture of one of my first sock bunnies out of my dad's socks. He could only see out of one eye and was a sailor man, yes, I know what you're thinking, much like Popeye ;) So this sock pal is a good little reminder of the man so many cherished.
Yes, I also know what else you are thinking...My sewing skills HAVE improved, I promise!
I will post new pics of my sewing creations soon,
*amanda*
but my daddy called me *manda laine*

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