Sunday, July 26, 2009

Death of a Sock

I've been knitting on the Nanners socks, and I don't like them. Don't get me wrong, I like the pattern, and separately, I like the yarn (Brooks Farm Acero), but I don't like them together. I haven't been able to really get into this project (the Girasole aka time-suck may have something to do with that). Therefore, I have decided to frog it, and to document the death of a sock.

Act 1: The Sock is fooled into thinking that this is just a regular picture day.


Act 2: The sock is worried, but still hopeful that perhaps this is just a minor frogging.


Act 3: The sock begins to beg for mercy.


Act 4: The end is neigh.

Act 5: The sock takes its last breath...

Act 6: The end.


My apologies to Arthur Miller. I don't know anything about Death of A Salesman, but chances are very good that I butchered any resemblances.

2 comments:

Elaine said...

That was too funny!

DragonSpice said...

LOL! I thought the sock looked really good, but the photo documentation of sock destruction was too funny for words.