When I first started doing socks, I was only doing worsted-weight things, mostly based on the Thuja pattern. Mom got two pairs but later I "graduated" to fingering weight yarn and decided it was time I made her a pair out of it. I decided to use some yarn that I dyed myself. It was supposed to be denim blue-violet and deep "navy purple," but the darker color came out more of a khaki.
I've been making so many socks for other people that I decided it was time to make a pair for myself. Winter is on its way after all.
Wondering how many have seen this particular video? I don't get offended easily but I really don't like what's going on here. What's even more disappointing about it is that they have a knitting blog: http://fordcitystitchnbitch.blogspot.com.
A pair of socks for my friend's brother. I wasn't sure what the yarn would do, and it turned out to have such a strong pattern that I can't say it was really appropriate for the knit pattern I put into it (a purl-slip-purl pattern which is almost invisible here, and a pattern of yarnovers) but it at least kept the knitting more interesting, and it sort of works.
We all know about the "sweater curse," but is there a general knitwear curse too? Hope not, because these are for my b.f. :) The pattern is "Jeck" (free Ravelry download). It's a nice easy sock and the slip stitch rib makes for a nice contrast of color and keeps it interesting.
I'll be back in the US for a month or so, including 5 days in New York (Oct 6-9), about 10 days in N. Arkansas (Oct 10-19), and 12 days in Seattle (Oct. 20-November 1). Anybody in those places? I'm also wondering about good yarn stores in New York since I'll have plenty of free time there (though it will be jet-lagged time, what the heck).
Well, done with this finally. Wasn't nearly as painful as I had expected, though I have to say the bind-off was sort of excruciating. Not because it was hard, it was just...endless!
So I finally made my foray into lace knitting. It really wasn't supposed to happen, you know. I was going to knit things I could use. Scarves. Hats. Socks. Especially socks. You know, MANLY things.
After finishing the second sock, I compared with the first one, which just seemed...short. I went back over my instructions and realized that I'd left out a few rows.
A friend of mine from Berkeley, where summers are frigid, asked me if I could knit her a pair of Japanese split-toe socks (Tabi) to wear with her Birkenstocks.