Walking before I run is a fairly unusual concept for me. I normally jump in boots and all, with much confidence about my own ability. However, I've realised that knitting plain socks first might be a good idea, before racing into complex fair Isle ones. So here's my new sock just being born on probably the right sized needles.
I know that most of my readers are in the northern hemisphere, while here in New Zealand we always have Christmas in summer. My childhood memories are of taking a picnic to the beach and playing in the sun at Christmas. While the weather isn't always kind (the best weather is in February/March these days, it seems), I've never experienced a white Christmas - but we still send each other Chrissy cards covered with snow and showing blazing fires with stockings hanging beside them. Crazy, eh? I'll post some shots of our Christmas weather when the day arrives, just to warm up the northern readers.