Today I'd like to continue my series on really warm Stoddart socks that - apart from this recent incredibly-cold snap - are of little to no use inside boots (except for my super dressy unlined ones, which are enough too big to have room for thick socks, but also have no tread and are far too elegant for exposure to any weather but Dry.)
This time we're looking at bright yellow with pinks and pure bubblegum, a combination that made sense in the summer when I started knitting them but now makes a mockery of my huddled, bundled form grasping mugs of hot tea. And that's the inside me I'm talking about, because (again, with the exception of these insanely cold days) that's the only place I wear these super heavy socks.
Some people find mohair itchy and others say that it really depends on the mohair - apparently, some is just better quality than others, and doesn't itch. All I can tell you is that while my itch tolerance level is pretty low, I could wear these socks forever and never complain. Okay, sometimes I'm dimly aware of a slight abrasiveness in the sock, when the hot water radiators have managed to suck the moisture out of everything including the sofa, but for the most part my toes just glide over the slipperiness of this perfect yarn as it wears into everyday use.
I love these socks, is what I'm getting at. I have four pairs of them in this weight at the moment, four pairs of pure bliss to wear while I'm safely inside, looking out at snow and ice and heavy winds. Four pairs of socks that make me feel, frankly, well-looked after. And the most amazing thing is that I knit them for myself. How many of us take care of ourselves, really?
Knitting myself socks is probably the kindest thing I ever do for me - the kind of thing only my grandmother would do, assuming I had one, which I haven't since I was three. (that one knit me mittens, and they were yellow too.)
Bonus: they're really quite beautiful. A lot of work and love went into these socks, from the farmers who raised the fiber-bearing benefactors and, in Silvia's case, dyed the yarn, right down to to the summertime me knitting them for the slightly older winter version. All that love shows, and it was worth it.
And I would do my part again tomorrow, which is lucky, because I still have several pairs left to knit!