..to start projects.
Here’s what’s currently on the needles:
Bluebell Rib Socks (Charlene Schurch’s Sensational Knitted Socks) in Lorna’s Laces Valentine. I like the unsquished look better than the squished look. There is something to be said for fat ankles, eh?
Pink Pommies (short for Pomotomous…what does that mean, anyway?), Take Two. I feel like I should already be on my second sock after the massive frogging and do-overing. I love how this sock looks (the photo has been wokified to highlight the pattern), but I bet this is the only pair I ever make. Lots of k1, p1…and my first purling through the back loop…that, friends, is not natural.
This is a junky picture of Harriet’s Posies morphing into a sock. I hope to get a better pic up later to show the very cool color changes happening, but this will do. It’s pretty thrilling to be making socks out of my handspun.
Felted Fair Isle Bag experiment. Mixed reviews on this one. Lessons have been learned. Lesson 1: do not mix wools. Not all 100% feltable wool felts in equal proportions. Yikes. Lesson 2: Beard trimmers work very well for defuzzing felted items.
This is slowly turning into this:
I haven’t come up with a name for this one yet. Emma has just received some unwanted and uncomfortable communication from Mr. Elton…that doesn’t lend itself to yarn naming.
I’ve got another few projects itching to get started, too. I’m in one of those phases when I want to start a hundred things at once. It drives my poor husband batty. This is not kind to his CDO (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, alphabetized, as it should be) tendencies. One of them I’ll start this week. My favorite yarn shop, Twist, is doing a Knit Along to Jared Flood’s Hemlock Blanket. How about them apples? It’ll be a first for me…I’ve never done a purely knitting social event. Leaving the house? Meeting stangers? It’ll be good for me. Like fiber.