…swimming, swimming. And knitting. With apologies for the earworm I’m about to deliver.
These started as my “must use up the cashmere” project. By the time I reached the first toe, though, I’d taken to calling them my Very Hungry Cashmere socks since the colors reminded me so much of Carle’s caterpillar.
I’m smitten with them — even more so than I’d thought. I was about two pattern repeats into my Happy Street shawl when it occurred to me that something about it looked familiar…
Worse yet? I was catching up on FO shots this weekend and realized that I’d knit three projects in a row with blue, gold, and burgundy stripes. Here are my Follow the Yellow Brick Road socks, started during Izzy’s rehearsals for The Wizard of Oz.
I’d like to think I know it when I’m in a rut…
Izzy had so much fun with her birthday and Christmas sewing classes at Crafty Planet that I was inspired to return the favor to Auntie Karen. The three of us took a private Freeform Quilting Pillow class for Karen’s birthday. It was a blast.
No surprise, Izzy was a pro and finished her quilted front, made a pieced back, and sewed up three sides of the pillow so she just had to insert a pillow form when we got home.
And then there was me… I finished the quilted front and bought backing fabric. But when I got home, I realized that while I love an acid green, I don’t have that color in my bedroom. You’d think I’d remember that.
So back I went last weekend to buy some more fabric. Today, I made version 2 at home and the timing was perfect. There’s spring in the air. What better way to celebrate the end of winter than to retire the flannel sheets, put on cotton bedding, and top it off with a new floral pillow?
I’m blessed to work with some funny & clever people. Always a good thing but especially helpful when it’s April 2nd and another round of “icy mix followed by plowable snow” is headed your way. (Yep, any and all motivation to leave the house is much needed.)
And just to be clear: I had nothing to do with creating this video — despite the fact that it features knitting, ice skating, and a dog in a sweater that looks an awful lot like Violet.
I’ve found I’m happiest when I’ve got two different pairs on the go at once — when I finish the first sock for pair A, I start a new pair. Then when I finish the first sock for pair B, I cast on the second sock for pair A, which I now want to finish so I can cast on pair C.
It’s my personal wooly version of Pavlov’s dog since I only own two pairs of 2.5mm small circulars. Plus, I always have two flavors of knitting to pick up depending on my mood — “challenging” (new pair) and comfort (second sock).
But I’d really love to hear other tips and tricks for dealing with this all-too-common malady. So I ask, “How do YOU combat SSS?”
Given that I finished my first-ever pair of socks a year ago today, I’m as surprised as anyone by my new-found love affair. Yet, a passionate affair it is.
Evidence: a half-dozen socks that have left my needles since December’s Canyon Flower Socks.
And, my dear friends, I have a few more finished pairs waiting to be blogged. Yep, I’m in deep. And I’m not even going to try to blame this winter. There’s just something so satisfying right now about playing with color and texture on a small canvas — feeds my creativity AND my need for completion.
Can’t hurt, right? Maybe that Polar Vortex will realize it smells like three-day-old fish and just move along now that we’re on the other side of the equinox.
You could say I jump-started my spring cleaning with this blog. A refresh and move were long overdue. I’ve swept up many of the loose pixels on old posts… Please forgive the rest you find lingering in the corners.
While I’m not so foolhardy as to actually box up the knitwear, I’d like to put my winter FOs into a tidy pile here.
First up, my Frosty Fiddleheads. Taking the time to add the lining was worth every second.
Next we have my Ravellenics project, the Hat Halfpipe: Ogiku. Here’s how the photo shoot played out, in case this series isn’t clear. Izzy grabbed Lily to help her model. The predictably
jealous loyal Violet decided to join in. No surprise who won the “battle of the pets.”
Humans share a common ancestor with many living things, but tiny variations in our DNA makes us individuals.
Consider the subtitle to this post “Ode to Elizabeth Bishop.” Or maybe just “One Art: Part 1.” The hardest part about moving cross country is that there’s always people and places left behind. Let’s just say I was especially missing the splendid colors of a New Mexico sunset when I knit these socks for the TFA Holiday KAL.
They’ve been finished for nearly two weeks now and even worn and laundered. Just took awhile to document them here. Slowed, no doubt, by my scramble to finish up a pair of KAL mitts by this Friday and some covert holiday knitting.
Don’t get me wrong: Minnesota is home and always will be… Yet, January is sure to be good sock knitting weather and I have a pair of Maryland socks in mind. Albuquerque and Baltimore — two lovely cities.