Socks

Hand knit socks, I can remember just a year ago saying to myself and aloud, "Why would anyone take or waste the time to knit socks?" Next thing I knew, there I sat in a class to learn to knit socks, it was more of a I want to know why knitters do it and how to do it, than the wanting to have or make the socks.
WARNING
Sock knitting is addicting, and the sock yarn is just as bad. I'll never be able to walk through a yarn department again without fondling the stash and dreaming of socks in beautiful colors sliding off my needles. It is a craft much like the tatting, easily portable, the process itself soothing, and yet the variations of patterns keep the brain involved, interested, while others have no clue as to the hows or whys.
This pair went to my Mom for her 70th birthday. The yarn is trekking, a four ply that each ply varies through shades of blues, creating a constantly altering pattern that cannot be matched one sock to the other, fraternal instead of identical.