Thanks for all the shop love! (And the sales). I'm busy packing up orders now and heading to the post office.
Before I go, I need to show you these socks, finished on Friday night and blocked by wearing them to bed. (What? Isn't that how you block socks?)
The sockyarn was my Christmas gift last year from Sandra at Winterwood. She saw me ogling this colourway when we were arranging the yarn on the shelves.
I've been knitting these socks during lunch hours at work, before lectures at Uni and while various children played soccer.
The pattern is that generic Opal sock pattern and boy, I am finally ready to move on. Eager to try short row heels, lace patterns, maybe perhaps possibly even that two socks at a time method. (Uh, or not. Best not get ahead of my skills).
The colours of these socks feels very Springlike to me, all new growth and lilac buds, which is appropriate for all you northern hemisphere types I suppose even if it's all golden and autumnal round here. I don't think I can hold out until Spring to wear them though, they're too warm and cosy.
The photographs don't quite capture the softness of the mauve or the appley goodness of the green. I was so enamoured of the green I even wound a few metres off the yarn so I could cast on with the green and start each sock with a band of granny smith freshness.
This is the third pair of handmade socks I've knitted for myself, plus one pair each for the children. Must be Mr Soup's turn - I feel a pair of gentleman's socks coming on, perhaps in a distinguished grey.
Whoops, pity I've already cast on the next pair for me, in this wool.