Giant shoes are always funny.
My favorite house slippers (chronicled here) are getting noticeably holey, so I’ve been spurred on to knit some new ones. So far, so gigantically good, though it’s clear that clog no. 1 used so much yarn that clog no. 2 will have to be rather different in its color scheme. I’m rolling with it. In fact, these clogs use up so much leftover yarn so quickly and are so entertaining to knit that I find myself hatching grand plans to turn all the non-superwash-wool leftovers in my stash into clogs. No two clogs will be alike! If I have three or four pairs, I can rotate them, so they will last longer! (As if two years is not long enough for knitted footwear to hold out.) I will make clogs for everyone I know!
David is skeptical. He suspects that I will get bored with the clogs after I finish the second one — or possibly the third. No doubt he is right, but for now I will press on, with visions of dozens of felt clogs dancing in my head.
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P.S. The Red Herring socks are finished, but the new one is still wet from its blocking. I’ll try to do a photoshoot and FO post tomorrow.
he he! Matchy-matchy is so passe.
I am for these rules! My slippers from 1988 finally gave way last week and I have been thinking about clogs. It never occurred to me that they are my own slippers to wear at home, and I can just use whatever yarn I have. Mismatched clogs, here I come. Thanks, Ruth!