I'm on a sock-knitting kick. Here's a photo, taken with my mom's new camera, of the socks I sent her for her birthday. They're my first pair of adult socks in a fingering-weight yarn and a fancy pattern. The yarn is Soxx Appeal from Knit One, Crochet Too, color Marine Blue, 96% merino wool, with a little bit of acrylic for strength and elastic for stretch. And it's machine washable! I'm curious to know how they hold up over time.
Knitty is serving me well, with their brilliant array of free sock patterns. The pattern for Mom's socks is called Pomatomus, after the species of fish that inspired the pattern's creator. There's a beautiful pattern to make some
fingerless Pomatomus gloves, too ... maybe I can work on that when I finish all the socks on my needles ...
I went to New York last weekend, to hang out with Patrick and celebrate Pulaski Day. We went to MOMA and the Met, and walked around 5th Avenue and Central Park, but my favorite part was still hanging out with friends. We stayed with Mike, a good friend from Patrick's salad days in Iowa, and Mike's lady, Laura; Patrick has been over there on and off for a little more than a week (doing research in various libraries and archives). Here's a picture of their cat, Oliver. I love the pads of his feet.
I'm on a sock-knitting kick. Here's a photo, taken with my mom's new camera, of the socks I sent her for her birthday. They're my first pair of adult socks in a fingering-weight yarn and a fancy pattern. The yarn is Soxx Appeal from Knit One, Crochet Too, color Marine Blue, 96% merino wool, with a little bit of acrylic for strength and elastic for stretch. And it's machine washable! I'm curious to know how they hold up over time. Knitty is serving me well, with their brilliant array of free sock patterns. The pattern for Mom's socks is called Pomatomus, after the species of fish that inspired the pattern's creator. There's a beautiful pattern to make some fingerless Pomatomus gloves, too ... maybe I can work on that when I finish all the socks on my needles ...
I went to New York last weekend, to hang out with Patrick and celebrate Pulaski Day. We went to MOMA and the Met, and walked around 5th Avenue and Central Park, but my favorite part was still hanging out with friends. We stayed with Mike, a good friend from Patrick's salad days in Iowa, and Mike's lady, Laura; Patrick has been over there on and off for a little more than a week (doing research in various libraries and archives). Here's a picture of their cat, Oliver. I love the pads of his feet.
