Lonesome Socks

In a fit of housewifely energy I attacked the sock basket. This is where we throw all clean socks that cannot immediately be paired. I managed to match up quite a few of the myriad black sock collection (many years ago we got 12 pairs of identical socks for WiseKid. That made this job very easy for his socks).

This is what was left. All these lonesome socks. Where are their partners?


Anonymous said...

love it! they are so lonesome...

Anonymous said...

let's marry them up with some of mine... ?!? we could call it 'an arts project', eh ?!!