Category Archives: knitting

Time flies

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Between several doctor’s appointments, bloodwork, and my two favorite medical tests*, I managed to find time to knit and photograph my finished project!!

Well, I decided to rip back the second sock and start it over with the other dye lot. As my grandmother used to say: If it’s worth doing, it’s worth doing right.

The socks are finished and I love how they turned out. I’ll get these socks to my sister-in-law asap. I will use the leftover 24 grams (out of 100) of yarn for something else where it won’t matter that the dye lots are different.

One might call these mullet socks as it’s all business in the front and a party in the back kind of like that 1980’s hairstyle. (I was going to grab a photo of a mullet but I just couldn’t do it.) I like the secret design running down the back of the leg.

The Curaçao blue is such an intense color that just draws you in like a deep pool of water.

The CoBaSi (cotton, bamboo, silk) yarn was a bit splitty but that’s just how cotton and cotton blend yarns are. I’m curious how these will hold up and hope they aren’t too thick or uncomfortable to wear.

Happy knitting!

*The squishing test and the “cleansing/probing” test. All is well!

A rookie mistake

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I’m an experienced knitter, or maybe I should say that I’ve been knitting for a long time. My grandmother taught me how to knit when I was a kid.

I recently ordered some cotton blend yarn online to make socks for my sister-in-law. Other than it being a bit splitty (yes, Grammarly, it is a real word in the knitting world) it’s been a nice yarn to work with.

Well into the second sock and I discovered something that I should have noticed before I even began.

This shouldn’t have happened.

Can’t see it? Try this one.

Can you see it now?

Two different dye lots. If I had been more observant when I received the yarn and looked closer at the tags, I would have just started the second sock with the other dye lot rather than find out the hard way that they weren’t the same.

What would you do?

(A) Continue as if nothing is wrong? Or

(B) Restart the second sock with the other dye lot because no one will notice the slight change in the color between the two socks?

P.S. My sister is having surgery today. Will you say a little prayer for her safe and speedy recovery? Thanks. ❤️

New to me yarn

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My sister-in-law can’t wear wool so I wanted to try a different yarn for a pair (or three) of socks for her. Enter CoBaSi by HiKoo. It’s a cotton, nylon, bamboo, silk blend that claims to be fingering weight but seems a bit heavier/thicker than that.

I ordered three different blue colors and decided to start with the Curacao (#068) color, a deep aqua.

It’s my basic 64-stitch sock with an added pattern to the back. I liked the Dorsal Socks (Helen Stewart’s Sock Society Season 2) I made a couple of years ago and thought the design running up the back of the sock made it and unexpected and fun detail .

I used the design from the It’s Tea Time sock in the Around the World in Knitted Socks. Sometimes a knitted pattern makes the socks thicker than the plain stockinette so hopefully this design won’t add bulk to the foot inside the shoe.

I thought the slipped-stitch heel flap would look better than the Eye of Partridge heel flap since there is some ribbing down the back of the sock.

The yarn is splitty sometimes though I always have that issue with cotton yarn. I should have these finished soon and am curious how they will wear.

One sock is finished and the second sock is already on the needles.

Age is in the eye of the beholder

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The little girl who lives across the street likes to come over to play with Pepper. Her family has two large dogs and Pepper is more her size. She just turned 7. Her dad also had a birthday. He is now 40. So naturally she is curious about how old people are. She asked Mr. Aitch how old he is. Then asked him how old I am. She told him that I don’t look that old.

We were sitting on the front step Friday evening and she said to me, “I know you’re old. But you don’t look old.”

“How old do I look?” I asked.

“In your 30s.”

Wow! I’ll take that!