It seems like I’ve been on a sock kick (ha!) since the baby was born. There’s something about a small, simple project that you’ve done a million times that’s very comforting. It’s something I can pick up whenever I get a minute or two, but can then put down again when the little guy starts crying. I’ve made so many socks over the years, that I could probably do them in my sleep. (Which sometimes happens these days.)
It’s even prettier in real life- all blues and greens and purples, vibrant and saturated. (I can’t for the life of me figure out how to photograph intense blue yarn. For some reason my camera always washes it out and makes it look all one-note. I even tried Photoshop to correct the color, but it still doesn’t look great. If anyone knows how to fix this, I’d love to hear it!)
Now, I love variegated yarn… when its in a skein or balled up, ready for knitting. I visit a yarn store or a knitting expo, and I almost invariably leave with a skein or two of something hand-painted or dyed. It’s irresistible! But, then I get it home and start knitting and go “Eh. It’s not as pretty as I thought it would be.” (I make a point of only sock yarn in variegated colorways these days. It’s no big deal if the colors are a little bit brighter/sillier/tackier than I would normally wear. )
But, this time I am pleasantly surprised. Somehow, the pooling on this sock worked out really well! It’s turned into a pretty blue-and-purple spiral, zooming down the broken seed stitch leg.Unfortunately, the heel has messed up the perfect spiral pattern. Dang.
Have you ever been surprised with how a new yarn works up?