In this edition of Corrie's-old-timey-hobbies, I will be darning my socks. Ok, ok, I haven't darned socks since like 1997 (for reals). That was with my Grandma - I think maybe we did it once or twice.
So a darning expert I am not. So I had to visit youtube. I got the basic gist of it, and thought I would give it a go with some yarn I have for crochet-ing. My goal is not to make the socks pretty, but to make my toes not hang out (that's a finger below, but you get the general idea).
What ho! Where is Grandma's darning egg? Sadly, I don't know, probably lost to time. Our trusty oyster shucker to the rescue!
Well you can see the final product below. Sort of looks like my socks have a MAJOR cancer. BUT, I am betting my toes won't fall out anymore! Win! And now I feel more emboldened to darn again, perhaps not sucking so much next time.
Darn them all!