I never get tired of looking at a lot of knit stitches all stacked up like this, do you? It's so - orderly. And peaceful.
The brown heel looks pretty good too, don't you think? And it left a scarily small amount of remaining brown yarn...
|sock requiring an infusion of brown yarn|
... which nonetheless proved to be enough for a second heel...
... with a little yarn left over.
Now to make the blue stretch out over two adult-sized socks.
I truly love knitting with this yarn (as well as this colourway) - and it's discontinued. Isn't that the pits? And yet there are so many wonderful yarns in the world, it's probably good to have to reach out for some of the others. Like maybe the ones in my freezer, just to throw out a random example. Surely any moth eggs have to be dead by now? And I really need to be able to use that space for food.
In non-sock news, I was on the bus today and saw a woman making yarn on her spindle! I was going to tell her how gorgeous it was going to be, because of course there was no possible way for her to figure that out for herself, but then I noticed she was laughing at nothing in particular and also, that she was wearing earbuds. So I sensibly concluded that she wouldn't be able to hear me anyway because she was obviously listening to something very funny.
Girl after my own heart, except that I can't see myself spinning on the bus. It's probably safer than knitting with five needles on the bus - a spindle is much easier to find if you drop it - but somehow it seems so much more complicated.
Did you see anything unexpected today?