Hubba loved his hand-knit socks so much that he took them to Guadalajara while he was there for the Para Pan American Games.
It was quite warm during the day, but very cool in the mornings. The Athlete's Village did not have heat, so he was happy to have some woolies with him.
Then one day last week, he was showing them off and bragging on me. :-) He wanted me to knit a pair as a tip for the massage therapist. :-) Then sometime later he didn't have them anymore. :-( He was heartbroken. :-( He traced and re-traced his path, but didn't find them. :-(
He called me with the sad news and then asked if I could whip up a pair before he got home. lol.
Well, my answer to whipping up a pair of socks in a few days is Not Possible, but I was working on a secret that I'll tell you about next week. ;-)
I hope that someone picked up the socks, that they fit that person, and that he or she will have warm and toasty toes for a long time to come.
I do wonder where the socks have gone now that the games are over... Argentina? Canada? Brazil? or maybe they've decided they like it in Mexico??
It's Fiber Arts Friday, so please go see what everyone else has been up to.