Hey, remember the Clapotis that I posted about back at the beginning of May? Well, I am finally at the dropping stitches part. I had forgotten how liberating dropping stitches can be.
Manos Silk in Rust
I really didn’t like Manos at first. I kind of felt like it was the uglier cousin of Malabrigo. Sort of the black sheep of the Uruguay family of yarns, but now, I am really diggin’ it!
And, I finished the socks from Seattle.
It’s a funny thing with yarn. No matter how similar you think you have knit the pair of socks, they can turn out different.
For example, on this pair, I used the same needles, same number of stitches and decreased in exactly the same spots and still, they are different.
Aren't we Fetch?
And yet, even though the stripes are different, I still love them like they were my own fraternal twins.
All the sock-y details here.
p.s. Next time I will tell you which yarn wins the vote and why I am not casting on for Eunice this month.
I never really thought about this thing with the unmatching of handdyed socks until I talked with a handdyeing friend about it. If a handdyer skeins per hand you can’t get 2 matching socks with the same number of stitches. The outside circle of a skein is longer than the inside circle and if you have a very varigated yarn your colour range of the outside is actually longer than the inside one.
I don’t care, I love to have a left and a right sock
Anne