Me and sock yarn

Just look at this colour....puts me in mind of the murkiness interspersed with brilliant brights that you see at the height of summer in a still pond. You know there are weeds and all kinds of life lurking under the soupy surface and like Tennyson's Lady of Shallot you are drawn to it and the coolness of the willows dipping into its surface.....ok I'll stop with the poetic waffling now.
The yarn is my all time favourite Lorna's Laces Shepherd Sock in Huron. I have to date never completed a pair of cabled socks, I get bored with them so easily, however, with this hypnotising yarn I will attempt to break my duck and knit Cookie's BFF socks.

The face behind the yarn is a rescue from some very old stained glass that came M's way (he uses it in pottery) this is the face of Jesus and it was the only complete piece - although we are a non-religious household - the beauty and skill of the art stirred M and I so until we decide what to do with it, it will reside on the book shelf next to my Greek Icon that came from the monastery of St Neophytes in Cyprus.

('The Lady of Shallot' can be found here - )http://charon.sfsu.edu/TENNYSON/TENNLADY.HTML

St Neophytes - http://www.kypros.org/Sxetikos/Monastiria/NeophytosE-1.htm