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Five years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Have given up perfect manicures and pretty hands in order to resume playing the soprano recorder and to see if I can figure out how to play bluegrass banjo. Singing in the shower. Still really, *really* love to knit!

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Sock the First

Ok, we will begin with a shot that shows off the nifty little ladybug stitch marker I made when I began the Fibonacci Scarf. (I made earrings to match. I seem to be collecting ladybugs these days.)

And we will continue with the sock in progress. Looks good, doesn't it, particularly for a first effort?

Looks can be deceiving. The sock is currently in time out, while I solve the problem of normal-sized feet and ankles whose circumference is slightly less than the square root of my alleged IQ. And in the meantime, I have grabbed the bag with the Mother-Daughter Caps (one for Secondborn and one for BittyBit) and will take them to work. Must have my knitting fix, and after wrestling with a bajillion tiny stitches for over a week, I am ready to cha-cha with some seriously chunky chenille and attempt to restore what passes for my sanity.


west said...

Great work!! I am so impressed!!

Lynn said...

Woohoo, my first crossover post from the World Before Blog! Thanks! The check is in the mail... [j/k]

Jeri said...

Not sure why the sock is in time-out though I certainly understand the concept.

Are you saying the foot fits but we need a bit more "ease" at the ankle?

Lynn said...

The sock is in time-out because I knitted the foot about an inch too long. And I have *cankles*, otherwise known as minimal distinction between one's calf and one's ankle. They wax and wane like phases of the moon, making sock design an iffy proposition at best.

"Cankles" comes from the movie "Shallow Hal", which I most certainly did not see, but one of my girls saw enough to add a new noun to our collective vocabulary.

Sighing at my overenthusiastic knitting-of-the-arch when I should have been turning-of-the-heel.