Sunday, October 4, 2009
There is something with me and socks. Me and knitted socks to be more precise. I love to wear hand-knitted woollen socks, but I've had some hard time knitting them. I've been most happy to receive socks regularly from my grandmothers for my entire life and I even had a phase in my teen-years when I always had woollen socks - no matter if it was the hottest day of the year.
But knitting is a whole different story. I've casted on too many socks to remember. And that pile is not the worst part: I've also given gifts that included only one sock and a promise for another. Those promises are still to be fulfilled... (I'm all red in the face admitting this and hoping that none of those people will ever read this post.)
Finished pairs there is to date only three. One pair was knitted to my husband: the first sock is neat and perfect. The other all wonky and strange. The second pair was for baby A, too tiny even for a newborn but otherwise a fine pair.
Now the third pair seams to turn my luck (and interest). Lovely gray and green, knitted from the cuff to toe and used this tutorial for the sort-row heel. What a happy, happy start for Soctober, I think.
Yarn: Zitron Trekking Pro Natura
Needles: 2.5 mm