Yes, It Is All Your Fault

What a nice little trip down memory lane! Was it just three years ago that we were so astonished by the idea of actually knitting a sock? How many socks ago was that? Even more frightening, how many miles of yarn have passed under, around and over the needles since then?

Remember the Outback Mohair that we both just had to have - in several different colors, no less. And did I ever tell you I planned to knit an entire afghan in eyelash yarn? Just one huge expanse of garter stitch furry stuff. It would have looked like a huge Muppet pelt. And do you know how much that sucker would have weighed?

When I look back over the last three years, I'm struck by how much I've learned - and how much stash I've acquired! Socks on tiny needles, lace in itty bitty yarn, cables that twist and turn - three years ago, I wouldn't have dreamed I'd be able to knit any of them.

Thank you for the kind words about my work. I'll admit that I sometimes feel like crying when I look at it, too. You know, times when I've forgotten a yarnover sixteen rows back in a complex lace pattern or I've just realized I dropped a stitch three inches back on a sock or I've knit an entire sweater only to realize the yarn looked better on the sheep. Yeah, I can definitely squeeze out a tear or two at times like that.

I actually don't have that many pictures of my efforts but I did scrounge up a halfway decent picture of the socks that took me two years to finish. Hey, it's not as bad as it sounds. One sock, one year. Seems reasonable to me. This is the Peak Experience pattern done in Regia yarn with Elann sock yarn for the heels and toes. Don't you love how great the colors match?

Thanks for welcoming me to the blog.

Dallas