janestarz | Knit Knit Purl stories

Sometimes when I'm knitting my mind wanders (although it's been known to happen when I'm sleeping or sitting on the toilet too). Little stories form in my head.

Yesterday a friend told me some bad news and I asked if I could do something for her. She told me she would like to have warm feet... No problem -- like I need an excuse to cast on another pair of socks!

I knew instantly which of my new stash sock yarns I wanted to use for her, and I wound the skeins into balls last night. I printed the pattern today and I cast on this particular toe-up sock. I also wanted to share a picture of the start with her, to show her I was thinking of her and that the socks were cast on. But I didn't want to give away any details of the yarn, the colour or the pattern. (Huh....pink?)
No siree....

So I snapped a little black and white picture with my phone, which turned out to be looking more than a little like it ran away from a murder mystery. And now the story is almost telling itself. Was it the butler or the cook? Who killed the socks?!?!