These have been done for some time (early Sept) – just sitting on my desk waiting for the after-thought heels to be completed. The heels were waiting for a spare pair of needles (of the proper size). I bought the needles at Stitches East (Nov 8th)
Apparently I was also waiting to Kitchener the toes. I have now unearthed exactly one darning needle. The scissors remain to be located.
I'm nothing if not organized.
Look More Socks!
The left one was completed during a long meeting. (One day. Don't you want my job??) The Right one was done in the hospital (Two days, I think.) This is Cascade Fixation in a pleasant no-thought-required stockinette, top down recipe. (Still no scissors.)
One more set (do you believe it? Gads I've been away too long.)
Did you really think there were three pair of completed socks?? (The left toe isn't even Kitchenered. But I know where to find the needle. No scissors yet.)
Next up, in the sock department:
This is Socks that Rock in the Lenore colorway. It was part of the 2007 Sock Club. I wanted something dark (after the bright red). Thanksgiving (in my mind) is the start of Winter. I know that there are technically 3 more weeks of autumn but a) there are no more leaves on the trees (except the giant oaks that won't lose them until February) and b) I wanted a change. (Fear not, I oscillate between darks and brights. Darks are hard on the eyes (especially in some meetings) and brights stand out against a room full of dark suits. Not inconspicuous.)
This is dark but not black with shots of plum.
Part 2: YARN!
First up is some lovely Malabrigo Lace in a soft yellow (Pollen).
It is a tiny 50 g skein of 470 yards of Baby Merino. I'm taken with it. I've no idea what it will become (other than a ray of sunshine on the shelf.)
Next up: I'm not sure how this happened. I don't remember buying two. I don't remember the colors.
The top is the Earthquake colorway and the bottom is Viola. Both are String Theory Superwash Sock – 100% superwash merino, 4 ounces/280 yds. They are soft and squishy and thicker than other sock yarns.
I don't think I intended to make socks with them.
I may have been thinking of semi-matching mittens for my sister and I. (You'll see, over the next few days that I picked up some blues for her – hats, mittens, socks. I can't fix her. I can knit, see:
This is what worried knitters do: I brought a hat, a shawl and socks to the hospital. She can't even put the socks on her feet. But I brought warm wooly stuff to wrap up in.)
One more aside (while I'm on hospital photos):
I kinneared that. I could see another woman crocheting from the hospital window. I could only tell it was crochet because of the hand motions.
Part 3: Look Dogs!
In the old (tiny) place, they all climbed onto the sofa and snuggled up. In the new (big) place, Newf ssssspppprrrrrrrrrawwwwwwwwwwwwled all over the floor. (I'd show you all the space she has, but then you'd see that the carpet needs vacuuming and there's unpacked boxes and what not. Just use your imagingation.)
In the new place, they're all in different rooms. (Getting all of the carpet as dirty as is caninely possible. and the bed.)
Part 4: Sister UPdate
My sister is amazing. Fantastic. And doing quite well. (You know, the pessimist in me thinks we're going to smacked down by the fates for being too optimistic. In the meantime, she is remarkable.)