St. Patrick’s Day is soon to be upon us. Regardless as to the history – good or bad – surrounding St. Patrick himself, here in the U.S. there is a tradition of wearing green on that day (orange will get you a pinch!), and sporting shamrocks. Coming from the usual motley American ethnic mish-mash, nonetheless I can say that my maiden name is, according to one source, the 12th most common name in Ireland today. So, to celebrate, I present you with Shamrock Socks, started in a fit today, stimulated by cold weather, and cold feet. In the front of the fire, these are being designed . . .
Will these be done in time? Who knows! But as I listen to my current spy novel (Hornet Flight by Ken Follett), these socks are evolving. I have two skeins of a sage green, and one of a creamy color, pulled from my stash – a total of 390 yds or so. Not enough in either one color to make a sock, and so the Shamrock Socks were born.