As a knitter myself, I must confess I don’t understand the urge others I know have to use beautiful yarn on feet, where the bright colours will be mostly tucked away. Plus, I’d never get to wear regular sock weight yarn in London winters, so what’s the point?
Having said this, here’s the socks I’ve knitted this Summer. I was so suddenly and utterly grabbed by this urge to knit socks, I just had to make more socks. I managed to create these in about a month-and-a-half.
It all begun when I had all this yarn leftover from my shawl. The colours were just too pretty to stay in my stash, they had to be something. I knew I didn’t have enough for much else, so socks popped into my mind. I thought that would be the end of the sock frenzy, but apparently, not.
I believe this was the next pair. This was another bit of sock yarn I had on my stash, and since I loved this mustard yellow, I just had to turn it into something – again, since I didn’t have enough yarn for anything else, it had to be socks.
I believe I had already knitted another pair of socks in this same yellow colour a good few months ago, although I can’t be sure (they’re missing). However, I did knit some blue socks, and when I saw the remaining blue yarn, that (un)familiar itch to make socks struck me again. Here’s the “new” pair with the “old” one.
Now I was on a mission – I had to finish that sock yarn! Along came yet another pair, this time striped so I could use up all those bits I have left. This time I used the yarn I had for a pair I’d made last year (my second pair, I believe) along with the ubiquitous yellow yarn. Having small feet, it seems, lends to lots of socks!
Surely I was done. Surely!
Nope. There was still some yarn leftover! My last pair of socks, also stripey, but with a shorter cuff to make sure I didn’t run out of yarn at the last moment.
I did run out of yarn – the grey one I use for toes and heels. Not the other colours, there’s still a little bit left! Will I make another pair of Frankenstein socks?… Only time will tell. For now, the urge is gone, thankfully, for I rather thought this was the first sign I was going mad for sure, knitting objects I’m not particularly fond of – first socks, then what, blanket squares?!
And, as a final thought, the whole knitter’s cycle of madness: I still desperately want to finish all that sock yarn, but I bought new grey yarn for the toes and heels; now of course I want to use that all up! Ah, well.
So, let me know: are you fond of knitting socks, and why? What draws you to it, or not? Let me know!