These purple socks, while a lovely colorway in the very sturdy, yet soft, Indulgence yarn, are just bad. I don’t love making socks, but I have made dozens of them – beautiful dozens – over the years for myself and my handmade-sock-loving-family. It has been a few years since I made any, but when I saw this yarn I bought a few skeins and made a Sock Plan.
I plunged into the purple and discovered, immediately, that I had lost my sock mojo. How long do I usually make the cuff? Which rib? How high is the leg? Didn’t I used to stop the pattern an inch above the heel? What was that heel I like? What’s the trick for preventing a hole on the gusset? It went like that. They are done, and wearable, but…you know.
In other fiber news, my mom, a crocheter, has been making dozens of hats for a children’s hospital, and these beautiful blankets for Project Linus. It’s my job to wash and deliver them to a local collection point. So pretty.
I’ve been carrying the socks around in this Tom’s bag,
and look what was delivered yesterday: