Clara's Corner: Knitted Red Socks.....

Friday, January 18, 2008

Knitted Red Socks.....

I started knitting this pair of red socks before Christmas and finished them today. They will go into my Christmas box for next year. We are going to Gatlinburg for the week-end.... There's another cold front headed our way, but thats alright. Ryan and Lucas will be with us. They are like sunshine to me!!!!

6 comments:

Marci said...: Your socks turned out wonderful!!!! Have fun with your boys!!; 10:22 PM
Rachel said...: Love those red socks!! You might get some snow but we won't. It's going to be 10 tomorrow night. Brrrr.... Enjoy Gatlinburg!! It's a fun place!!; 10:58 PM
Rachel said...: Love those red socks!! You might get some snow but we won't. It's going to be 10 tomorrow night. Brrrr.... Enjoy Gatlinburg!! It's a fun place!!; 10:59 PM
Rachel said...: Darn that word verification thing!! It made me do it twice. Honest.

And now maybe twice again!; 11:00 PM
Lib said...: Hi CLara,
Like your red socks.
Hope ya'll have a fun trip to the "Burg" thats what the local ole timers calls it.
Have a good time with the boys.:o)
Blessins', Lib; 5:26 PM
Jamie Dawn said...: I bet you wish you would have taken those red socks with you to Gatlinburg.
Your tootsies probably got mighty cold!!!!; 5:43 PM

WHERE I'M FROM........

I am from hayfield and blackberry patches, gathering eggs and selling them to my Daddy in his store. I am from a house with no bath....but a path. I am from cherry trees where I climbed and ate more than I carried home.....from digging potatoes in the rich earth. I am from skinny dipping and swinging on grape vines, two room school house, sitting on the front porch while my Mother played the guitar.....wringer washers and wash tubs. I am from playing the piano, the accordian and making playhouses in the woods....hide and seek, jumping rope and May I. From: Raleigh's Liniment, Cracker Jacks and Castor Oil.....Revival Meetings and Baptisms in the river....catalogs and feed sack skirts. From: "Pretty is only skin deep" to "Always mind your manners." I am from Methodist, Baptist, Wednesday night prayer meetings and shouting Hallaujah. I am from the Volunteer state of Tennessee with lakes and mountains, race cars, beans, cornbread and red eye gravy. We always called it "God's Country." I am from family get togethers, dinner on the ground, singing with my sisters, a Mother with a heart of gold and a Daddy with a strict hand. A grandfather who always looked to see if I had my fingernails painted and a Grandmother who could squeeze your heart out! Yes, I came from a family of seven siblings and I have told you where I came from. It was wonderful and I wouldn't change a thing if I could. Now let me tell you where I am going...."To Where The Streets Are Paved With Gold." Some days, I can hardly wait!