A chick has flown the coop

That's right, my oldest DS has flown the coop--literally--as he flew down to U of Miami yesterday to start a new year of college. This is the first year that he's been so far away, and I'm feeling kinda sad. I offered to knit him something, but really--in Miami what's he gonna need? A hat? A sweater? I don't think so. I'm not even sure that he took a sweatshirt with him, although I tried to convince that there might be days when it's needed.

I'll just wait for the email, "Hey, mom, can you mail me my sweatshirt", which I cheerfully will, including a nice little "I told you so." Ah, a mother lives for those moments.

Anyway, in an effort to get back into blogging, I've taken a picture of my Sixth Sense socks. I can't even remember how long ago the challenge started, but there's been 2 more socks assigned since then. I'm trying to finish these first and am trying a goal of knitting at least 6 rows each day (one repeat). They're almost ready for the heel, and then they'll go faster.



They're laying on top of my fake flower bushes, "planted" just today at the front of my house. (If anyone's driving past, take a look--they're by the sidewalk.) They were on sale for 99 cents, so I figured it was worth it to have some color.

Nothing like some fake flowers to dress up the outside!