So I apparently really need to paint my back stairs. Until I do, we’ll just have to pretend they make a fetching backdrop for sock pictures. As for the socks themselves, they’re not quite this pink in real life. The sun was setting and the light was a bit funny. I’m not cool enough to correct it. Imagine them a wee bit more purple. You can also try and imagine what my neighbor thought when she came outside to mow her lawn and found me, sitting on the porch in a pajama shirt and jeans, feet held at an unnatural angle, with The Boy crouching over me taking pictures of my socks. Some day I might explain, but for now I’m enjoying the mystery.