I wasn't really planning to do it -- I was feeling inspired to knit, and really wanted to work on my Fireside sweater, but we were having a heatwave. And I actually tried to knit it for a while while it was 90-something (32+ for you Celsius-dwellers) in my living room, but I just couldn't handle the weight and the wool on my lap. It just wasn't working for me. I needed to make something lighter. Something smaller. Something... more sock-like.
Out came my Knitted Socks from Around the World, the only patterns that have ever succeeded in getting me interested in making socks. I picked the Herringbone Sock pattern. A classic. The next morning (when the light was good) I picked yarn from the stash. The green is Happy Feet, the blue is Malabrigo Sock. I dug out my size 2 needles, only to discover that one was broken and one was missing -- sooo I had to make an emergency dash to Kaleidoscope that afternoon. But then I was ready. Ball wound, stitches cast-on... and the pair took me a whole five days to knit. I was like a machine. A sock-knitting machine.
|They're really warm and comfy. Maybe the weather will get cold again and I can wear them someday.|
Seriously, y'all, I used to hate making socks. I think it's the colorwork that's changed my mind. Something's changed, anyway. I might have to start using phrases like "it was so fun to make these!" or "I might like knitting socks after all!"
We'll see. It might just be a temporary thing. But it might be the real deal.