Notes from the couch: Jersey Couture edition.
Another pair of slouchy socks. This time in Cascade 220 turquoise pebble (darker) and pacific (lighter).
And a bit of morning sunshine to show them off.
At the moment, these socks are all I really want to knit. They’re so simple, so fun, so budget-friendly … and so quick. Pretty much everything it feels like the rest of my life isn’t. I mean, dissertations take forever. So a sock in an evening or two? That feels like accomplishment.
A row here, a row there: voilà! a finished sock. I find it all very satisfying.
These are destined to be a gift. And I’m not sure there’s anything cozier than worsted socks. Even on a Monday …
They started out life as that extra yarn my advisor gave me. A box-full of Cascade 220 in various heathered shades … one or two skeins of each color, so not a lot to work with in terms of cardigans or large projects or what have you. I dithered. Finally, last week it hit me: socks! Cozy, woolly, slouchy worsted socks.
The King of Socks, if you will
And I decided to get stripy with it. Kind of a melting transition pattern from the main color into the contrasting color, which is how they got their name: turtle + celery. They are quick, easy, cheap, and totally addictive. My pair for ladies’ feet took less that one skein of two colors.
I’ve already got at least two other pairs planned … just from the advisor yarn.
p.s. I promise to stop with the Hipster-vision soon. Hipster-panorama.
The blue table is back! It’s a glorious sunny day here in Nashville — which feels a bit odd after a couple of weeks of Washington winter drear — and I decided to take full advantage of the surprise.
What you might not be able to see: this is the almost end of the last chart of Leaves of Grass … so close to the knit-on edging. So very far from a finished shawl.
I really am in love with this yarn. It’s woolly and colorful and very tweedy. Perfect.
From my corner of the world to yours: here’s to relaxing, restoring holidays full of woolly love, handknit warmth, and maybe a festive cocktail or two!
Alice had to stay behind in Nashville, unfortunately, so no Northwest Christmas for her … though I doubt she would have relished the opportunity to meet my parents’ gigantic (but very sweet and flail-y) new dog.
Life in Washington is trucking along … and it’s good to be back. Catching up on neighborhood gossip and all those “do you remember so-and-so from high school?” stories. Even though I haven’t really lived here since heading off for college (in 1998! oh, how time flies), it’s still home. And I suspect it always will be, this damp old mill town.
As always, thanks for reading. Over the years (5: how could that be?!) this space has become another little home, so important to me and my crafty life in so many delightful, surprising ways. So onward into 2012!
It’s not finished yet, but we’re getting there.
I’m using the recommended Loft (color: blanket fort [what??]) and it is lovely, if rather strangely named. The flecks of magenta and blue are perfect.
And with two more charts to go, I think I’ve found my winter companion. (ETA, Leaves of Grass, that is.)