At last I've finished a pair of socks for my German Mama. I'd given my Dad a pair for Christmas, and he really didn't like them because he thought they were too loose. So I was ambivelent to spend all that time making a pair for my mother. I should have known she'd be a little more grateful being a knitter, and understanding the time involved making a pair. These are light blue Opal, and I suggested that if she didn't really want to wear them under slacks, they would be lovely bed socks in the winter. I always wear wool socks to bed because I find it keeps any bit of arthritis at bay. No more stiff ankles in the morning. Mutti thought that sounded pretty good to her.
And, indeed, I am alive even after being away all these many months. Who ever in the world would have guessed that cataract surgery would include such a long recovery. Well, lucky me. Snort! I actually eased back into knitting quite early on, but the computer work took a little bit longer. My eyes still tire more easily than before the surgery, so I have to limit my time knitting, reading, and typing, especially on the computer screen. And truth be told, my knitting has been relatively boring. I'm just throwing yarn mostly for the sake of it, and not trying any fancy moves. Dropping stitches is easy, but picking them up is a real challenge still, so I'm sticking to straightforward works. I'll get some photos posted soon, too. Especially that big box of Christmas yarn from WEBS. Oooo-la-la. Now that was a treat to open.