Duckies

My baby daughter is very fond of duckies. She is accomodating to real adult ducks, and of course to real ducklings, but her personal totem is the yellow, rubber-style ducky. She wore out her commercially made ducky slippers her first semester of college and told me this three days before Christmas, not that I would have been able to find new ones on such short notice (Concord is not ducky-enhanced). But she allowed me to have a go and has pronounced these 'cute,' even though I needed to redo the eyes of one of them. It was looking at her in a marked manner. She considered naming it Mad-Eye Moody. Anyway, I am pleased; I got them finished before she had to go back to college (tomorrow), and proved the 'large-sock' theory of felted slippers.

Sewing a garter-stitch felted sole to the sockfoot was considerable work even with a sharp needle. The slippers are warm and soft. I would like to add some puff paint anti-skid devices, and if there is a crafts store on the way to Northampton I will do it tomorrow.

My mother's socks are coming along nicely and if Abbey had cooperated I would have a had a picture of her savaging them.