A baby sock

A day in Oban to collect a new battery for the car. The ferry was quite busy and a good chat with a few people although mostly with K who was knitting socks for a baby, the bf, I hope it shows how small the knitting is, tiny needles, thin wool and patience. She had no baby in mind, but enough wool for a tiny pair. A good day although shattered by the time we arrived home. It is always good to be greeted by the little ones. ((nothing to do with food I’m sure).