I could eat that picot edge with a spoon.

I am fairly certain this was my first short row heel. I'm not 100% sure because it seemed vaguely familiar as I knitted it, but I cannot actually remember a specific pair of socks with a heel like this. And a short row toe? Definitely the first. The ridge created by the zigzag bind off looks cute (moreso in person that the photo, I think), but seems like it could feel funny in a shoe. That won't be an issue with this pair, though. And who wants to cover up this cuteness, anyway?

I cast on for the second sock on the way home from the college yesterday but exhaustion won out and I ended up dozing the rest of the way home.

two in one

This evening's project fits in nicely with two kal's: Socktoberfest and Lonesome Skein.



This is from Ann Budd's Better-Than-Booties Baby Socks (Interweave online pattern for subscribers), the Chevron Lace version. Knit from my lonesome skein of hand dyed blue faced leicester fingering weight on #1 needles. I moved up from the size 0 needles called for in the pattern to make them slightly larger. I told you I'm feelin' the pink.

And the recipient? This girly, of course.



Fireball at eight months.

Do you think it will wake her up if I gingerly try the sock on her foot for length? (-;

in honor of Socktoberfest,

I present the first pair of socks I knitted.



I am not even sure when I made these. I know it was sometime after Emma was born (1997) because an online knitter friend kept trying to convince me to try socks, but I resisted. I can't remember if it was before or after Abie was born, though (2000). Impatient as I was to try turning a heel, they have a bit over an inch of ribbing and a scant inch of stockinette before the heel starts. I was (and still am) delighted with the mismatchiness of them.

At some point I couldn't find one of the them and knitted a third to take its place. The other eventually surfaced, so I actually have three of these. In the event that I sprout a third foot (hey, it could happen), I am completely prepared. And see that horrid baby toe on my right foot? See how it sticks out further than it should? That's the one I keep breaking. It's a monstrosity.

Happy Socktober!