Some considerable time ago, I bought a blue faced leicester/texel/silk blend roving designed for socks, and spun it into three-ply yarn. A very fine yarn! I seriously overachieved on spinning sock weight. I finally decided to buy finer needles in order to knit it, and now it has become my first pair of no-nylon, no-superwash socks for the #tuffsocksnaturally project.
Here it is at a coffee shop where I believe I was knitting while reading (some of the) hundreds of pages of papers for a meeting.
Here it is at the Park-n-Ride (that’s a car park servicing a train station, basically) where I get off the train and wait for the bus. There is just no way to know what the other passengers think of all the sock shenanigans. A few offer me shy grins and one bus passenger recently told me she used to knit a lot but no one wants her knitting anymore. I feel blessed for my friends, all over again!
Here it is on the wide open road headed for a long weekend at Marion Bay. The photographer may have leaned over a bit.
Marion Bay was glorious. Here, I’ll show you a little bit. But also there were dolphins, lots of dolphins, emus, lots of emus, kangaroos, and ladybirds, lots of ladybirds, and very many, very shy birds indeed.
And here the socks are, finished, in all their whimsically cabled glory.