hand-knit socks
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Bonus!
When I posted yesterday about my dislike of joining my cast-on edge, it naturally meant that I already had a completed sock up my sleeve. Which is an odd place to keep a sock, but we won’t sit in judgement. It fits well and was a pleasure to work on. I’m definitely on schedule to… Continue reading
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Send in the toes
I’m onto the toe shaping for my Popeye Sock and I’ve decided to go down one needle size to see if that makes them any longer-wearing. My feeling is that more than one size down would be better, but I’d need to buy a new set of needles to achieve that. I’m knitting the main… Continue reading
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When it’s right
I’m not sure if it’s the best way to check whether you are on the right track, but it seems to me that the ease with which you accomplish a task is a general indicator of how well that task fits with your natural inclinations. The speed with which I whipped through the leg and… Continue reading
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How calm the sea, how bright the stars
One of my favourite episodes of Kojak comes in Season 3 and has the title “How cruel the frost, how bright the stars” which I feel must be a quote from a poem, but I can’t find any evidence to support this theory. It is a Christmas episode – always my favourites – and follows… Continue reading
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The cold light of dawn
I frequently wander from the long, straight road of commonsense. For example, allowing myself to be struck late on Friday night with the idea of starting work on the next of the Six Socks for 2021. I had already nominated the Noodle Soup Yarns’ Sturdy Sock in Vivid Firmament as the wool to knit up… Continue reading
