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Sockaroni II – Socks I Have Known and Loved

Having introduced you to all my sock yarn, I let you in to a little, private cupboard of my life (specifically, the yarn cupboard).  Now I’m going to take it to the next level and show you some of the socks I currently know, some I wish I knew better, and some I’m hoping, someday, to make part of my life.

By the way, if the excitement of all this threatens to overwhelm you at any point, take a break and rehydrate. Socks are heady things.

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Here we have one of my under-appreciated prizes.  This is pretty nifty yarn. I bought it off eBay from an Australian dyer. It’s awesome.  See how it knits up into a watermelon sock? See? See? Little pips and everything!  This sock is my only documented instance of the widely-feared Second Sock Syndrome (SSS). Normally I build up to ramming speed by the time I get to the end of the first sock, and cast on the second one right away, but this one…

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As you can’t see here, its mate is not so much a sock as a potential sock.  I finished the first watermelon sock about three years ago (my God), and I’m not 100% happy with it.  It’s too snug. So, in what was clearly a rationally-considered, thoroughly-thought-through plan, I stuffed it in a bag with its amorphous partner and left it in the sock stash.  I think it’s high time I reclaimed this yarn, and turned it into a sock worthy of its awesomeness.

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And what have we here?  Lo, most of a skein of Lorna’s Laces Shepherd Sock in Motherlode.  Ah, a beautiful yarn if ever there was one.   An adored indulgance, invested in with a gift certificate M gave me last year for Christmas. I think this will aim to be a pair of footlets for me (you know what I mean when I say ‘footlets’, right? I mean little sockees that don’t cover the ankle, but stop just around the ankle bone.  I’ve heard them called socklets or something, but I like the sound of ‘footlets’ and it’s my blog, ya dig?).  I would dearly love to turn this into lacey socks, but I’m pretty certain there won’t be enough yarn for anything more fancy than stockinette.

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Teeny balls, waiting to be made into bootees.  Adorable in their own right, these are leftover Patonyle balls; the rest of them is already in the world somewhere, in sock form, and I love the yarn far too much for it to be left in the bottom of the sock yarn box. They’re (someday) going to be funky little bootees.

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Oh, by the way, I finished those socks I was working on.  (Damned blurry photo, I’m afraid, but one of the best representations of the colour and pattern that I got out of my camera tonight.  Just squint.)  While you’re admiring that blurry pic, I’d like you to take a moment to acknowledge how brilliantly I’ve lined up the pattern.  Aren’t they perfect?  Yes.  Yes they are.  I can’t believe how effortlessly perfect these socks have come out.  Fastest damn socks I’ve ever knit, too, provided you don’t count the nine-month hiatus between when I lost one of my sock needles while in Europe in January and when I rediscovered the unfinished sock in my knitting shelf.  I was working on them while watching a DVD in bed (I know, too much glamour, right?) and had a brief rest while I admired them.  And then…

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Yup.  That sock yarn on my bedside table came in handy.

Anyway, this is my Friday evening tonight, prior to heading out for dinner with some chums:

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Jealous? Yeah, you are. You’re totally jealous.

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