Dear reader, you know how socks go in my life. I knit them at bus stops and train stations, on public transport, and oh, goodness! I knit them in meetings. In my new job, there are more meetings for the day job than ever. I am all in favour of well run meetings. They can be forums for collaborative decision making about things that matter. But, well, I have my flaws and some days the flow of wool and colour through my fingers is just a pleasure and other days it stands between other people and my impatience.
Things are challenging in the place where I am lucky enough to have a job while many other people are currently much less confident about their future. So when I could see grafting the toe of the rainbow socks coming into view, I wound a new ball of sock yarn before bedtime just to make sure I could keep fingers entertained and brain engaged prior to use of my mouth the next day at work. Here’s the cuff emerging on the train!
This sunny day on the bus, I must have been going somewhere very serious indeed, because I can see I’ve abandoned my backpack for my satchel. Below, I am knitting down the heel on a cold day. It rained that day and the smell of the eucalypt India Flint used to dye that coat rose up!
And finally, here I am ready to graft the toe. Yes, on the bus. I remember one of the first times I grafted a toe, I took two different knitting books on a train journey to Port Adelaide and read each description of kitchener stitch a lot of times before making an attempt. Now, I can do it in the middle of a meeting or on public transport.
And finally, the socks, finished and ready for recipient… whimsical cables…
Wool and silk yarn, dyed with legacy logwood from my Guild where it was left by someone who no longer wanted it or needed it. An astonishing colour to be able to get from wood!
4 responses to “Logwood purple socks”
Oh wow, they look great.
Thank you so much!
Fab socks. In my now-distant working life, I used to find meetings such a challenge – so many were badly-run and long-winded. I wish I’d knitted my way through them – all those injudicious things I might not have! Wonderful that your knitted sox can give this double pleasure.
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Absolutely right. I think I keep a little bot more injudicious speech to myself this way (though perhaps others don’t realise this…) and on some days I say to myself “this is not so much a day of multi-meetings as a day of much knitting” and you know, it helps!
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