If you were in the house earlier today (and luckily for you, you weren't) you'd have seen me doing a modified happy dance because the Ribbed Stoller Sock gift idea is working out. In fact it is actually heading toward exceeding my expectations. Enough of this banter, a picture is worth a 1,000 words:
What you see is one of the pair of socks completed and my prototype sock (in black) to guide me into making sure this pair will be big enough. You'll note my knitted sock is a bit bigger and for good reason. The manufactured sock is quite stretchy, my sock is not so forgiving. This is the colour combination Paul said he liked. I will save for later a close-up so you can see that the gray yarn is heathered with green. The light green does a nice job of pulling the green colour out of the gray. (My photos have yet to captured it.)
Considering I started this on Wednesday evening, knit the heel twice and frogged parts of the instep a couple of time, it appears I have put the right required knitting skills with the right yarn and the right colours. A trifecta that doesn't always go the way I have planned. (There's always challenges when using substitute yarns.) It is also now clear I actually purchased enough of the gray yarn, something I wasn't so sure about at the start.
My son with a Ph.D. commented once how complicated he found knitting instructions when for some reason he was curious enough to look at the directions for something I was making. That comment stuck with me because I couldn't imagine he'd find knitting patterns very complicated. This is a guy who writes computer programs to analyze plant DNA for goodness sake. But then he doesn't know the jargon, which goes a long way in knowing what to do.
I know I'll get this gift done and well within my time constraints. Oh, oh, I feel the happy dance coming on again. Excuse me.
P.S. Thanks Karen for reminding me I should be careful with my own Happy Feet, I'm still working on getting back to normal with them.
50% on the way to success |
The Gramps Sweater, Paul's colour combination inspiration |
My son with a Ph.D. commented once how complicated he found knitting instructions when for some reason he was curious enough to look at the directions for something I was making. That comment stuck with me because I couldn't imagine he'd find knitting patterns very complicated. This is a guy who writes computer programs to analyze plant DNA for goodness sake. But then he doesn't know the jargon, which goes a long way in knowing what to do.
I know I'll get this gift done and well within my time constraints. Oh, oh, I feel the happy dance coming on again. Excuse me.
P.S. Thanks Karen for reminding me I should be careful with my own Happy Feet, I'm still working on getting back to normal with them.
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