I save the left overs from socks. In the back of my mind I thought that some day I would turn all those tiny balls of sock yarn into a blanket or something. Not long ago that thought came to the front of my mind and got bitch slapped by my common sense. Long ago I swore off projects made up of little squares due to the mind numbing number of ends that leaves to weave in.
About this same time, some dear friends had their second child arrive almost 4 weeks early. A new purpose was born, and bit by bit my sock remnants are becoming sweet wee hats.
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