Posts Tagged ‘ socks ’

Renewal

Well … here goes again. Yes, this is a post about nothing much, but it is a sense of relief to know that I am now skilled enough to be able to fix my fuck-ups on a regular basis … at least when it comes to knitting, eh?

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Forgetfulness

I was working on my sock, when I realised that something was horribly wrong with the heel; I had a feeling of foreboding as I noticed that one side of the heel was terribly lopsided. A moment’s exploration, and I found the source of the error; one shaping row was badly misaligned. Times like this can lead to a loss of momentum — or the sure knowledge that such an error is correctable. All it takes is walking the knitting back to before the error, then completing the misaligned arrangement.

Which I am now doing, if slowly.  

A defense of socks

I’ll start with a basic concept: the modern world runs on efficiency. We use mechanical looms to weave gigantic swaths of fabric for all purposes, making the skill of weaving technically obsolete, we use knitting machines to produce basic knitted fabric at a speed that leaves even the fastest hand-knitters in the dust, and these two devices use thread spun by machines that can out-pace any hand-spinner, to exceptional effect.

Now consider the hand-knit sock. Continue reading

Sock it to me . . .

. . . and never let me make a pun like that again. Please. Hit me with something if I do — but that won’t stop me.

In any event, it looks like 2011 will be the year of the socks, given that I have a sock pattern to complete, and another to start on, as well as plentiful time in which to do it. After all, each pair of socks should take me at least a month, and that way I have something else to do.

I have to wonder, though, if this isn’t folly; at least I’m over the angst I suffered from the first time I knit socks. I looked at the product of months of work, and thought, That’s all ? I’ve worked so hard for that !? But now, I don’t care about the time, I just want to have something to do. To that end, socks are perfect.

So I’ll keep knitting, and knitting, and knitting … all year long.