This is toe-up, destined for my own dear Armin. (I consider this a mighty victory, since when I first announced I was considering knitting socks, he was exceptionally quick to say “not for me, thanks”. Now he’s looking quite pleased with the notion.) I’m using the toe-up recipe from the latest Interweave, and I recommend it highly. (I’m actually using it for another pair at the same time – and I use the word “pair” advisedly, as it’s two at once on the good old magic loop. More on that another time. With pictures, yes dears.) At first I was planning to do a little ribby cabling or similar, but the yarn wanted to be plain old stocking stitch. It was most definite about that. I thought I’d just stick a little braidy thing on one side, to prevent it being utterly boring, but you know, I’m not convinced.
What do you think? I don’t think it looks great, actually. I might rip back and go boring after all.
And that’s a bit of a revelation to me: turns out that in socks at least, I’ve developed quite a liking for Boring Knitting. There’s something terribly soothing about just going round and round and round. Probably I had to hone my boredom on the miles of fine-gauge stocking stitch I put into mother-in-law’s 60th birthday present (rather bad pictures below), but even so. It might have something to do with my present state of busyness: mindless works. Mindless helps. Remember the Yarn Harlot’s amazing Bohus a couple of months ago, and how she said she was really looking forward to all that tiny stocking stitch as a respite? It’s like that.
(Dolly’s rather larger than mother-in-law. Also, blocking would have helped. I see that now.)
Anyway. You wanna see some knitters?
So did I. I rocked up to Jubilee Gardens feeling ever so confident. What ho, knitters! I thought. I’ll just turn the corner and there they’ll –
But I walked, scanning the horizon with my super-honed knitterly radar, and waddya know? Wool!
And very nice the knittas were too. Sadly I couldn’t stay too long… I had book shopping to do, and stuff. Mostly stuff. But it was fun. And we weren’t broken up by the police* (more’s the pity). How was your KIP day?
[4 things will continue after the break. No, I’m not done! That’s crazy talk! I got *lots* more waffle right here! ]
* Thanks for the link, Anne! What fun.