After 7 years of knitting, I suppose it was bound to happen. Moths.
The scourge of all knitters found my bag of hand-knitted socks and decided that my hand-dyed Smaug socks were the tastiest treat this year. I discovered the damage on one of the first cold days this autumn when I delved into the bag and pulled out these bright red socks that I only wore once before. They were a pleasure to knit and I love them. The first sock was fine, but when I put on the second, I spotted a number of holes along the foot and leg. Nooooo!
We'll see. I'll keep going for now, but if I do run out of yarn, there's nothing for it. I will have to start from scratch. Although I usually don't knit the same socks twice, these Smaug socks are fantastic and as a fan of Tolkien's work I simply need to have them. If all else fails, the 13-disc Lord of the Rings audio recording from the BBC should get me through this.
Did moths ever get a hold of one of your finished pieces? What did you do?