Ah, lunchtime. My second favorite time of day (my absolute favorite is “time to go home”). My mornings start pretty early which results in me dreaming of lunch starting at 9:30 or so. It’s less a case of being really, really hungry than it is of needing a break, an excuse to leave the office and not think about what still needs to be done for an hour or so.
And so here I sit at a little table outside “Jamba Juice,” slurping down a Strawberry Surfrider smoothie and enjoying the breeze and the sunshine, and trying to figure out how to take an interesting picture of my sock in progress without looking like a total dork (step 1, remove badge from work so people from other companies won’t know where I came from). There’s a very pretty little shrub next to my table – I think it’s a mock orange – just covered with buds waiting to open which would both support and compliment my little sock.
I have no issues with knitting in public. I do it all the time. Sometimes people look at me like I’m crazy, but sometimes they come over and ask about what I’m knitting, or the yarn I’m using. Once I even had a teenaged boy ask me to explain how I made the heel turn (his dad later explained that the boy and his mom had just completed a 10′ long scarf, which they took turns knitting on. Yet another example of knitterly influence).
But I don’t think I’m quite brave enough to arrange my sock on a small tree in a public place and photograph it as though it were an important historical relic or… honestly, I sat here for five full minutes trying to think of something that could be arranged on a tree and photographed without anyone batting an eye, but I just couldn’t do it.
Let’s move on.
Instead, I posed my sock inconspicuously on my keyboard,
Hedera sock from “knit. sock. love.” by Cookie A (same as the previous post)
then it lounged on it’s project bag, next to my cup.
It turns out the little tree was hurt that I didn’t include it in the photos, so here she is. Isn’t she lovely?