I just don't even know anymore, Punsters. I am suddenly eyeing my fingering weight yarn with the intention of making socks. Wha???
Marigold Socks, by Pamela Wynne, knit in Sundara Sock in Orchid. These were so fun! I had 89 grams of yarn- a gift from the beloved Ann- and split the ball in two for maximum sock. There's about 3 yards left, so I deem this exercise a success. Seven repeats on the foot, short row heels and toes, 10 repeats on the leg, 8 rounds of 1x1 rib. 110% love.
Socks = knitter's almost instant gratification project. I love knitting lace, but get bored with it in a project the size of a shawl (my last shawl took six months to do). Answer? Lacy socks!
And just wait till you wear them out. So nice and comfy!
Posted by: Eva | May 02, 2012 at 03:41 PM
It's been too long since I've knit socks ... must return to this lovely pleasure. Yours are beautiful.
Posted by: evelyn | May 02, 2012 at 06:29 PM
I went through the same thing. I NEVER knit socks. EVER. Except for that one time. And then again, like for a present or something. And then because I was traveling. And maybe another pair because....well, I have to use that yarn up. And then, why am I buying more sock yarn? Dude, the sock thing is sneaky like that. I still can't explain it. I don't necessarily like knitting them, I just keep doing it, and I keep really liking the outcome. WTF?
Cheers!
Daisy
Posted by: Rainy Daisy | May 12, 2012 at 02:00 PM