It's a gloomy rainy Monday, so here's yet more cherry blossoms from Branch Brook Park. These are the late bloomers in the park, double ruffled pinks, in full bloom this past weekend. The flower clusters are so full, they give the impression of weighing down the branches.
Not to be outdone, the triple ruffled socks of irony (Jeanie Townsend's Ruffles & Bubbles) made their successful début bicycling to a Tour de Montclair planning meeting and to MY SnB. Tree pollen may make me wheeze, but the falling maple blossoms proved no impediment to the intrepid socks.
I heart the socks of irony! JaWoll Cotton may have a stupid name, but it's excellent for athletic socks, with just the right amount of slip inside the shoe, cushyness, and wicking. I suspect it will prove durable as well. The ruffles did not catch in the bicycle gears; indeed, their only drawback was I started thinking how well their cuteness would look with [cough] new cycling shoes and new cycling capris.
The Ruffles & Bubbles foot seemed plain compared to the cuff, so I substituted a star toe of three points, modified from the directions in Knitting Vintage Socks by Nancy Bush. It's okay, maybe not as glam as its name would suggest, and surprisingly camera-shy. I can't get it to photograph properly – the digicam is registering crazy diffraction patterns in the yarn (a challenge I've had before with regular JaWoll).
Ah well, here's more flowers, apple blossoms from Branch Brook Park. I can't get over how early the apple trees are blooming this spring. Mine popped two weeks ahead of normal. Most years my tree is so full of bees at blossom time that it hums. This year was a silent spring. Something to make me go Hmmm on a rainy gloomy Monday.