Sunday, July 23, 2006
Snowshoe Softball Up North Guest blog photo
Pat, who mans the concessions at Snowshoe Softball in Lake Tomahawk, WI, finally gave in and let me take his picture with my sock. His mother made him. Thank Goodness for mothers.
Snowshoe softball is played right from the heart. No wimpy men with finger blisters whining. No DL. No coaches with excuses and paychecks bigger than our net worth. They have FUN on the field. They trip and fall and slide and collide with snowshoes on to raise money for the local Fire Dept. equipment. My Chicago Cub attitude is one of pure disgust.
The sock is made from prize yarn. It will be a practically cuffless pair. The colors are lovely, but it is not truly a sock yarn, so it has some issues. I may end up felting them and giving them to a child as a bootie.....ahhh the options we knitters have. We are so lucky!