The comfort of knitting.
I have been busy knitting numerous squares in order to make a patchwork blanket. Lovely and mindless knitting in front of the television kind of makes it wonderfully relaxing. Squares don't need much attention and believe it or not, they tend to look rather nice once they are assembled into a blanket.
The blanket currently under construction is in need of more wool. Yes, I ran out and can only get more of the same wool next week but I knew that like any knitter I had hamstered away a couple of balls of wool ideal for socks. Yes, socks of the knitted kind have moved up from grandma's Christmas present we all got but were much too cool to wear, to the must have item of the day.
Knitted socks rock especially in winter. Warm feet, comfortable feet and none of those restricting elastic bands around the ankle. A friend of my folks knits so many socks that she gives them away as presents and as she is a prolific knitter a couple of pairs have come our way. Second hand or rather second feet but still treasured.
We know their value but it only became clear to me when a friend ( who we gave a pair of our stash because she had arrived in winter with only summer socks ) came to visit last months and was wearing said socks a year later. In fact, she had enthused so much about them to her other friends with her on holiday, that they would have given anything to own a pair of hand knitted socks. Yes, isn't the world changing for the better?
Knitting socks isn't as easy as knitting squares but I have started on one and am enjoying the added challenge of knitting with four small needles. Like anything else in life, practice makes perfect and perhaps I can knit up enough of a stash to be able to have people strut about clad in a pair of Biggi's originals ...
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