In character, it held echoes of the last house and so they’d been drawn to it immediately. When they accidentally chipped old paint off the doorframe on moving day she wondered how it would feel to live somewhere new. The first holidays came and went, quickly turning their hands with a detached unfamiliarity. The heaters didn’t make the right noise on Christmas and the sound of Thanksgiving dishes didn’t clank up the stairs. Even so, it was an amiable old building with uneven horsehair plaster walls that she trailed her fingers across every night as she went to bed. Cracks in the horsehair. Scuffed pine plank floors. Imperfections. Late at night, alone in the dark, she danced. She danced sockfooted with those scruffed floorboards, unraveling their every move & sound, and as she danced, she learned. In that season she learned that home was not in the house but within her own body. Love was the act of growth and change as much as calm and peace. In those moments, she learned that to accept a home there had to be as many good days as bad, a full spectrum of life. The floors, more beautiful for their wear because of the ones who had worn them, waited for her sock feet once more.

MC- 230, 250, 270 yards
CC1- 70, 80, 90 yards

Socks are cast on at the cuffs and worked from the top down seamlessly in the round. The heel is worked as a traditional heel flap & gusset, then the foot of the sock is also worked in the round down to the toes which are grafted closed with Kitchener Stitch. MC is held dominant when doing the colorwork.