My sock pal socks are done! Yippee! Rejoice! Hallelujah! I'll post photos after I block them later this week. From start to finish, they were truly wonderful to knit. The pattern I chose will be used again for socks of my own, but for now I asked myself, "What kind of sock do I knit next?" I'll admit it, I caved and gave into peer pressure. Monkey was cast on last night in Puck's Mischief from STR. I have been lusting, absolutely lusting, after this yarn for so long and even went so far as to tell Lola that it is off limits. She picked up Lucy and I got Puck. Good deal for all. Monkey has truly been a dream to knit and it quite fast as other's have reported. I like the fact that Cookie provides a chart and directions; I am a directions kind of girl and it has made the memorization all the much easier.
The London Shrug, now named the London Fug, grew exponentially on the trip. Chalk it up to wear, tear, and cotton yarn knit at a gauge too large for it. The first photo is of the shrug right off the needles. The second photo is after wearing it for three days and seaming the arm holes so that they were a bit tighter. I see no other alternative but to frog this fucker and knit something new from the Calmer. My favorite yarn let me down this time . . . it was probably my fault. I bought the Calmer Collection years ago and fell in love with Hush. Back then, I didn't think I could knit anything so fancy. Now, I know better. I might knit Hush, I might not.
The Flyer and I were going to take a trip to Denyse Schmidt's studio in Bridgeport today, but I thought it might be a fool's errand. I love her quilts, but I really want to make one on my own. I was tempted to go just to buy some material, but I decided that a little train trip to Purl might be in the making on Tuesday or Wednesday. Anyone up for a day in the city? Just a thought that is percolating in my brain.
PS - Lola's been on a business trip followed by a wedding. If you left a comment to one of her posts, I am sure she will email you when she gets back. I've only talked to her once since Wednesday . . . must be a record or something.