I finished knitting the Noro cardi* a couple of weeks ago. The finishing-finishing will have to wait until the boys go back to school and I can sit down to seam it in peace and quiet. Meanwhile, I needed another project on the needles. The Blackberry Jam* socks I was working on have misbehaved (read: too tight on the foot) and have been banished until I can forgive them enough to rip back to the heel flap and re-knit the foot. The Wollmeise Clapotis* has disappeared into the depths of the stash cupboard and I haven’t had the time to pull everything out and go digging for it.
So, I wanted another socky project, something fairly no-brain-ish (but not too boring), and the Crazy Zauberball I bought in Brisbane was still sitting there on my desk flaunting its colours at me right beside my copy of Favorite Socks*… sooooo:
They’ve been getting fairly regular love, at least one pattern repeat per sock per day (usually while ogling Christopher Eccleston watching Doctor Who of an evening). Amazing how fast things will grow if you actually work on them.
And then, just because I can, this morning before the boys’ swimming lessons I pulled out the skein of Socks That Rock Froggin’ that’s been lurking in stash for a couple of years now, and I waved the skein at Ravelry, and this is what fell out:
This represents about one hour’s worth of work, sitting poolside while the boys had lessons.
*Rav-links all.
