Sock Show Thursday: Merrily Thru March

I had rather figured that by the end of March, I wouldn't be daily turning to my fairly large stash of handknit socks. I, of course, would be wrong, but at least it hasn't snowed a whole lot here recently. I only saw a handful of flakes today and we're promised 40s by the end of the week.



The March socks continue. I'm halfway down the foot. Considering I only have until Sunday to meet my self imposed arbitrary deadline, this is a little troubling. But there are commutes to go still and I'm now listening to Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell.  So far, I don't like the characters particularly, though the language tone is very comfortable.  I'm not sure if this will improve, Philosopher suggests not. I'm reading it at the suggestion of My Friend the Lawyer, so I may need to call him at the end and see what he finds most entrancing about it.

Here's my attempt at an interesting picture



It's very washed out and the blues are all wrong--those should be teal--but it's the only shot I could get that had the inside of the skein clear.

On one hand, I do like these socks. The yarn has been good, the project has ticked right along. And yet I'm also really done with them. That last half a sock just isn't interesting. I want to go spend time with my swift and ball winder and all the yarn in my stash--or even better--all of the yarn on Etsy and The Loopy Ewe. But I have a sock to finish...oh the torment.