Because I must admit I have - for the second time - given up on the Maranta pattern, I shall also admit to a burgeoning addiction to passively enjoying button tatting. I feel as I imagine Diane might, as she tats away at her growing mountain of Ice Drops.
Here is as far as I got on the pattern; I cut off the last wonky row:
The long chains were once again a complete disaster.
The third pair of socks had been completed and awaits delivery to the young mom and her little one..