It's too hot to knit anything but socks. I have this lovely pile of single socks that has been staring at me, tears of loneliness running down their pretty little gussets. But alas, they are all still single.
Yes, the second sock for all of them on are on the needles and are all getting done but this one in particular needs to be finished.
It's my basic sock pattern. Nothing fancy at all, just a good solid sock that I think will look particularly nice with clogs. I swear to you the ball band was here 10 seconds ago. (I just actually noticed that you can see the ball band in the upper right hand corner of the picture. Proof!) I got up to get something to drink and now it's gone. Dagnabit!
This one in particular needs to get off the needles fast because those needles need to start knitting on this.
Isn't she a beauty? It's Colinette Jitterbug in the Lichen 76 colorway. I'm in love with it.
I'm also in love with those Signature needles that my mother bought me for Christmas. Really, how did I ever live without them? Oh wait, I know. I had to pay for things like food and the mortgage. They are so shiny and pretty, not to mention their lethal points. I call them my knitting blades.
All of these are going into a bag for my sister. (It's too hot to wear them right now.) A few years back I knit her a pair of socks and it seems I've created a monster. Really, though, there are far worse things that could happen. I like to knit socks, she likes to wear the socks that I knit. I see it as a win/win situation. And if I stock pile them, I get to give her a pile of them which I think will be very pretty.
As an added bonus, she and I have very different palettes. She wears a lot of orange, yellow and lime green. Even her purples and blues are somehow more on the autumn side. I, on the other hand, go for very saturated, clear colors. Just wait till you see the yarn I got to make myself a pair of socks--it's practically breathing it is so rich. But that little skein is also waiting for the Signature needles so I'm not going to torture myself.
I think I'll go wind that Colinette to take the edge off.