A Decade of Socks

That's not quite true. I think we moved to Colorado in 1999 and I did these, my Very First Socks (not counting Christmas stockings, which were made differently) a few months later in the car on the way to Mesa to get someone ... I think it was Hannah, but it may have been Noah ... someone else was driving, I think it was Julia, which would mean we were going to get Hannah. I think!

That was the time we got into such snow on the way back, right after we crossed from New Mexico, that I refused to go on driving, out of sheer terror (mountain roads, middle of the night) and Julia had to take the wheel again. She was very patient. :o) I think these socks are 8 years old, or thereabouts, and what I learned on that project was don't begin your knitting of socks with something really folksy and interesting and really hard, and do not throw wool into the dryer. They're too snug to wear now and I only keep them for Old Time's Sake.

The Old Dog's New Trick turned out like this:

On this project I finally learned that those dizzyingly breath-taking hand-painted skeins of (expensive) yarn are really best left all wound up the way you bought them and admired from time to time, because no matter how wonderful the colors are in a twisted hank, when you unwind them and knit something, the colors puddle in heartbreaking globs. In this case, I got a colorway called rainbow and it was the most wonderful array of crayola-bright colors and I was hoping for something that did in some way resemble rainbows on my feet. Alas, the red and purple kept finding each other and snubbing the yellow and green and even the very-perky blue, and I ended up with what looks like port wine birthmarks splahed around on both feet.

So now I REALLY want rainbow stripes and I'm just cranky enough to go looking for individual solid colors that suit me and making my own stripes. Watch this space. As they say.

But with the Rainbow Disaster, I did finish that Two Socks on Two Circs assignment that I gave to myself, since everyone else can do it. It was kind of a pain. Someday I may do it again.

Most recently, I've finished the Pirate Socks. Kinda fun. How many kids have grandmothers who wear Pirate Socks, I ask you?

Once again, however: color puddles. Here's the original and I used the same yarn she used.
http://katydidknits.blogspot.com/2006/06/jack-sparrows-favorite-socks.html
Why do hers look like stripes and mine look like inkblots? Growl!!!!!!
But I do like the Jolly Rogers on the cuffs.