warm soles, warm soul

Finished.
There's been a lot of thinking time in these socks. A lot of stitches, building up row by row.
I know I've made a few mistakes but they got less the more i stitched, the more i learned. They are a wee bit big for me, but that was intentional and not one of the mistakes. There is a glaring one in the photo. But I'm telling myself that to have their idiosyncracies makes them even more precious. Is it the Hindu faith that makes a little imperfection in all their crafts as only God can make perfection?
How much are we each willing to compromise on our expectations of perfection.

I am feeling quite proud of these, just a bit sad they don't have feet to fit perfectly.