I meant to post on Wednesday, because I actually had something new to show you, and because I knew that I wasn't going to post yesterday. Alas, Wednesday went by a lot faster than I'd expected somehow (the space/time continuum never quite works the way I think it will -- am I the only one who has this problem?), and yesterday wasn't a day for posting, so here we are.
First, I've finished a pair of the languishing socks. I finished them on Tuesday night, in fact, hence the plans to post on Wednesday. These are Anne's Woodsmoke socks, knitted in STR lightweight from last year's sock club, in the colorway Lucky. I used size one needles. Love, love, love these socks. If only winter would come back so that I can wear them...
Aren't they fun? The textures are so deep and rich; I tend to think that these could be guy socks, too, depending on the guy.
Even the heels have all kinds of good things going on.
Hooray for beautiful, finished socks!
I promptly cast on for the second Kicking Leaves sock (Ravelry link), and by now I've finished the leg and turned the heel. It should be smooth sailing from here, and I expect to have them done tonight, or by tomorrow at the latest. Younger Daughter is very excited to have them nearing completion, and Older Daughter is starting to make little inquiring noises about when it's going to be her turn. I figure that as soon as I finish the conference socks (the last of my three unfinished pairs), I can start some for her and for Rick. Unless I decide to give Older Daughter the conference socks, which would probably be the right thing to do, but I adore that yarn, and have not been able to find another skein of it available anywhere. I called the yarn store where I bought it in Berkeley. I called the dyer for heaven's sake. No go. There's a skein of it for sale on Ravelry, but it's in a different colorway, and part of the charm of that yarn for me is the colors, so... We'll see. In any case, here's the progress on Younger Daughter's socks.
Clearly, green is a theme around here.
Yesterday was an absolutely fabulous day. It was so fabulous in fact that I completely forgot to take any pictures, so you'd better go here to see what happened (down at the bottom of the Point Loma post; don't forget to look at all of the glorious pictures of Point Loma on your way down the page). Anne and Kim (sadly blogless) and Nan (newly not blogless) all converged on my house yesterday morning. Nan arrived bearing the most yummy cinnamon rolls I have had in a long time. We sat and knitted and talked and talked and ate and knitted, and had a wonderful morning. Tilly even mostly behaved (a miracle of epic proportions). Then we went to lunch at the Stone Brewery, where the weather was so lovely that we could sit outside and enjoy the fresh air (and since we were in the shade, I even got to wear the kimono). A trip to the LYS of which I so often speak finished up a perfect day. Thanks, guys, for coming all of this way and for the wonderful company!
Today is a quiet day, and I am planning to spend some time in my front yard working on that second sock. Tilly has gone down the driveway to play with our neighbor's dog (seriously, when we're all home, they send their dog up the driveway for playdates; we share a very long driveway that is actually an easement through several properties, so the dogs are safe and have lots of room to run -- we're happy because they come home completely worn out!), and I have already gone to swim laps today, so no-one's in need of exercising or anything else. The weather looks like this:
and I think I should take advantage while I can.