We’re having some spectacular weather & it sure helped to neutralize the springing forward into sleep deprivation that also happened this week! Apart from DST, spring’s really my favourite season.
Back in early February, I finished the second sock for DH. It’s the Pinked Socks, Judy Alexander design:
He loves them dearly but kindly refuses to model (anytime soon at least). I gave project details here in January, and have little else to ad except that the inside-out view is also nice.
I really give props to this project. It was pretty enough & simple enough for me to push through the all-thumbs feeling of knitting with both hands on the 2.25mm-size double pointed needles.
In a lovely circle for later sock knitting, DH aka Mystery Man heeded my Pretty Please email last year. It was another brilliant Christmas gift, the Knitter’s Book of Socks.
It really is as Clara’s subtitle pronounces an ultimate guide to creating socks that suit. Unlike this one…
The Sweetpea Sock that Was. Started with great gusto back for the Yarn Harlot’s book launch. I really liked the cast-on double then instantly decrease start. The cuff was stretchy.
But not stretchy enough… Yes, past tense. Life is too short for narrow socks, and I have come to terms with that.
The sock is frogged. Long live the sock.
Nature hates a sock knitting vacuum, and so I cast-on for another Seduction Sock by Ann Budd this week. I made a pair back in 2009, and am still wearing them all the time.
This is a first – alpaca blend sock yarn! It’s Arequipa yarn by Estelle: 65% superwash wool/ 20%alpaca/ 15% nylon. The needles are 2.25mm, Dyakcraft. The yarn is lovely and soft but still elastic from the wool. The needle-tips will split stitches if I am not careful but it’s not that big a deal.
As proof that socks beget sock yarn, I got this skein of Araucanía Ranco from Romni Wools, yesterday. I resisted about 3 sale yarns, and left with all promises-to-self intact!
The wish for solid sock yarns can be blamed on the KBOS patterns, and the red was just too yummy to leave on the shelf. It was a lovely (if not entirely warm) day in the city.
Man, have I have missed the energy and sheer artsiness of Queen Street West! It was a fun afternoon, and then we also had a great dinner with Cuz & WW.
Toby hasn’t noticed yet… that’s his nemesis, Robin Redbreast on the fence this morning. The cat misses nothing, and he’s been glued to the window all day.