...that we went on another road trip, and you know what that means, don't you?
It means that Ann, AKA She-who-walks-with-horseshoe-firmly-planted-up-posterior, found another, YES, another circular sock machine, or CSM for those in the know.
Drum roll please!
Albert and Marie, meet your new friend Victoria:
A close up of the crud, and I truly mean CRUD:
This machine is going to need major elbow grease to bring back its original shine. It's already in pieces, liberally sprayed with WD-40, each piece beckoning me one-by-one.
I wish I knew more about this machine. I haven't found a serial number, but from what I can tell, I think it is a Legare 47, probably one of their earlier machines.
Do you think it's time I actually cranked out a pair of socks?
Yeah, me too!
Once our renovations are over, and we have finished the slate patio, completed rebuilding the fence, and done a multitude of other outdoor chores, I hope to have some spare time to crank to my heart's content!