We love our handknit socks. John, especially, loves the socks I've made him. He's been wearing them almost exclusively this winter and, as is inevitable, one of his socks grew a hole at the base of the heel.
Now, my usual reaction to holes in socks is to hold them above the nearest garbage receptacle and exclaim "Darn it!" as I drop them into said receptacle. This time, it was different. This hole looked more like a snag than a hole caused by wear. I figured I could repair it.
I went online to research "darning", did some reading and decided I could handle it. It's been a lot of years since I darned socks; I don't intend to make a habit of it. Even John told me not to bother (apparently, these are not his favourite socks).
I did it. It isn't perfect, but there's no more hole and John will be wearing these socks for the foreseeable future.
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