Finishing two pairs of socks in a week feels so good! Off the needles! Onto the feet! It’s a great way to feel productive and to bring on a bout of new project excitement. Here then are my lovely, strikingly purple socks that have been on the needles for two months. They were, without a doubt, a real joy to knit.
They were also my first socks made from the fabulous Wollmeise 80/20. With the exception of it being a little splitty at times, it lived up to its reputation. From the saturation of colour – so much purple richness! – to the fabric it produced, I couldn’t fault it. Even when I washed the socks, I expected the purple to flood the basin but only a little purple leeched out of them, no more than any other richly coloured yarn.
And the fabric! Oh it’s wonderful. I don’t know that I’ve ever produced socks with such a dense fabric – in the plain sections I mean. At times while knitting it, I thought it was almost a bit stiff but it’s just a really tight gauge and it’s smooth and even and just so good! I loved working on 2.25mm needles. They worked a treat!
This was also my first time doing one of Wendy Johnson’s toe up patterns. I learned to do plain toe up socks with her basic toe up sock with a gusset heel recipe, but hadn’t yet done a patterned sock that way. I’m a convert. A very happy convert. I’ll be doing more. I’m already leafing through the book, Socks from the Toe Up, deciding what to do next. This pattern is called Riding on the Metro. She called them so because she spotted the lace pattern on a passenger’s cardigan on the metro one day. I decided she must have great eyesight to be able to see and remember that sort of intricate pattern!
The other really wonderful thing about these socks is that I cast them on one day when I had that itch that’s so well known to knitters everywhere. That itch to cast on something new. I actually don’t give in to that itch as often as I feel it, but the day I did, I decided to just rummage around in the stash and pull out something I hadn’t looked at for a while, something I maybe even had forgotten I owned. And this beautiful Lavendel colourway made its way into my itching hands. This, then, was a pair of socks cast on purely for the fun of it. No deadlines, no gifts, no need. Just for fun.
And though the lace was a bit fiddly at such a fine gauge – I thought I’d break my needles sometimes – it came together relatively quickly and I was happy. Every stitch was for joy and fun.
There should be more of that in knitting.