knit in madelinetosh Tosh Sock in Nostalgia, a glazed, semi-solid colorway mixing purples, beiges, and grays.
But luckily I wore my cotton socks, as Ali and I soon warmed up, wandering up Battleston Hill, through the woodland gardens, and out amongst the trial beds,
where we discovered fabulous fields of dahlias. While not normally a pink person, my heart is now set on pink pompoms for the plot:
Because surely everything (even weeding) is more fun with pompoms! And hopefully after their course, Ali and Tracy will be able to tell me just what to do, because I'm definitely more skilled with yarn pompoms than floral ones.
Oh, those dahlias are luscious! (Nice socks, too!)
ReplyDeletedahlias always remind me of my grandad x
ReplyDeletePink pompoms - yay!
ReplyDeleteSparks must be flying from your needles, Kristina!
ReplyDeleteEvery time I visit my parents in Guildford I drive past Wisely, I am stopping next time. Your post and Jane Brockets, have made me want to. Thank you so much :-)
ReplyDeletedahlias... how I love thee...
ReplyDeleteAnd the colour of those socks is just perfect!!
Did you purposely knit your socks to match your flower pictures? I must go to Wisely one day!
ReplyDeleteOh those dahlias are gorgeous! I may well plant some of those on my allotment plot too!
ReplyDeleteHope all is well Kristina, haven't seen you around here for quite some time now... Miss your cafe/allotment/knitting posts!
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