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Rut rut rut.

I hasten to clarify I don’t mean “rut” as in bull mooses going HEAD TO HEAD IN AN ALL OUT GRUDGE MATCH THROWDOWN, but rather “rut” as in “groove”. Which sounds lovely but isn’t necessarily so, as the song says. So I’ve been knitting these cute little ducky socks: …which are, I think you must […]

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Tiny details

A wee while ago, I was in Melbourne with some friends, and I finished the socks I was working on. I had a lot of grey yarn left to work with, and a lot of time to work with it: creativity stepped in and saved me from boring myself to the brink of insanity. It […]

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FO Report: Socks.

I don’t usually bother with an FO Report for socks. They’re so straightforward and functional that celebrating them seems like a mismatch of character. And they’re so frequent that FO Reports would soon get tedious. I usually follow the same pattern: Judy’s Magic Cast On, toe up, short-row heel, then some rib and Jenny’s Surprisingly […]

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Flawless

After setting my Kerrera coat aside to dry and await toggles, I grabbed some pretty sock yarn from the stash and cast on a new sock. I don’t know how this happened, but in the space of less than a week, I produced a beautiful, perfect, utterly flawless sock. It’s lovely. It fits perfectly, from […]

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The Great Sock Project!

The alert among you will have noticed the absence of knitterly knitting posts around these parts lately. You could be forgiven for thinking I had lost interest in knitting and that it had simply faded from the blog’s purview, to be only a distant archived memory. You could be, but will not be. How dare […]

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Indecision: resolution.

That’s me, baby. Finishing Black Coffee left me anchorless, rudderless and alone in a desperate, unfriendly ocean. Without the reassuring bedrock of my black sleeveless turtleneck, the world seemed cruel, fierce and predatory. I wept torrents, obviously, but found solace in socks. Many, many socks. Socks lingering, unfinished, from years ago. A bag of last […]

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The most sockterful time of the year

I’m making socks. Big, thick, aran-weight yarn socks. These are excellent projects for many reasons. Reason 1. My feet are pretty cold: circulation pretty much stops in late March and restarts mid-September. I love thick woolly socks so I can (a) avoid startling anybody I accidentally touch with my feet; (b) cover up my pallid, […]

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Roundy roundy round round

I made socks. No biggie. You can keep moving. There’s probably a video somewhere of a dog trying to get a stick through a door you could be watching. Oh, these socks? Yeah, okay, they’re a bit special. A bit avant-garde. A bit…beautiful. Long time coming and I’m totally in love with them. Years ago […]

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Sock compost

Long-time readers of this blog (hi Mumini!) will know of my ongoing love/hate relationship with Cleckheaton’s Merino Supreme. It’s soft, squooshy and machine-washable, and the first yarn I bought ten balls of because that’s how much you need to make a jumper. Except it isn’t. Merino Supreme has the most ludicrously low meterage of any […]

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FO Report: Small mistake rib socks (ERROR: PITHY PROJECT NAME NOT FOUND)

(Not featured: awesome photos.) Stats first: Yarn: Araucania Ranco Solid, in a dark teal colour whose particular colourway title eludes me but doesn’t really matter anyway, because ‘dark teal’ more or less covers it. Pattern: None, made it up as I went along. I wrote it down on some paper but I think it got […]

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