Somehow, I poke a darn hole in almost every single pair of socks I own, right where my big toes hit the socks. I had eight socks (four pairs) that needed mending...mind you, these have been in the darn "to be darned" pile for a very, very long time, sometimes pulled out so I can try to manipulate how I can wear a pair by putting the hole over my other toes and then back into the pile they go after being cleaned...
I assembled my tools...yes, that is the pestle for my cone strainer; my mom had a wooden tool with a round end and a handle specifically for darning socks, but I don't know where that beauty ended up...this pestle is an effective substitute...
By now I'm motivated, feeling productive and getting the knack of darning again. I had a t-shirt that's been in that darn "to be darned" pile for as long as we've been living here at the cabin. So I repaired the tears that had developed along the seams. But I didn't stop there...remember the favorite sweat shirt I burnt a few holes in because I used it like a pot holder to pick up a cast iron pan off the wood stove? I sewed a patch to cover the biggest burn spot...which became a big hole as it continued to deteriorate because I didn't stop wearing it...I used a small piece of material from an old pair of flannel sleep pants that had worn beyond repair (though it did sit in the "to be darned" pile because it had good spots of material that could be used), folded the edges under, secured with safety pins...I have no straight pins, putting them on the shopping list...and this is my end result. Not perfect, but it does the job!
Overall a productive morning, and now the skies are clearing and I think I've earned a nice walk through the mountains for a breath of fresh air!
Thanks for reading my blog, you are the best f/f/r/s/f's, see you tomorrow,
Lise
6 comments:
You are a woman after my own heart. I have two pairs of sweat pants and one shirt that have patches from wood stove burns (from trying to warm up too close) and just old age. My work sweats now have so many patches that you can hardly see the knit cloth. I may have to give up on them soon, but they are dear friends by now. I wear them to garden (on cold days) and work in the wood pile. You made me remember my grandmothers tool for darning socks. I can see it in my mind, but I am afraid it has lost it's way over the years. But I do have pestle of hers much like yours. - Margy
That's the darnest darning egg I've ever seen!
I'm impressed! I never learned how to darn -- but I have my grandmother's darning egg ...somewhere. I'm very good at sewing patches on stuff however.
You make me laugh Margy! I think the more holes and patches, the better...and there's something so soft about those well worn favorites!
Patti, I didn't know it had a name. I have to find me one of those darning eggs!
Thanks Vicki, it's a lot easier than I remembered!
I suspect that Denise has the darning "egg". She has mom's sewing kit. When I was young, my mom taught me how to darn socks, repair clothing, and iron...she said I needed to know in case I got drafted and had to do it in the military, because in those days, enlisted men did their own repairs. Hugs!
Mémère taught you well dad, you helped me with that suit jacket of mine...it still looks great! She was a wise woman:) Hugs back!
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