Tahoe Socks

We just got back from a few days in Lake Tahoe, and it was wonderful. The lake was a beautiful blue and the pine trees (and golf courses) were deep shades of green. Not so wonderful was the yellow pine pollen which was everywhere. It was as if all the trees were letting go at once--with the right light, you could see the air was thick with it. Aaaachooo!

As I was working the cuffs of the Broadripple Socks, I thought they captured Tahoe perfectly, right down to the yellow pollen spores.

I dub thee, Tahoe Socks.