It is raining and very wet here lately. It is always an awkward transition for me. This is a semi-arid climate. Typically, we have no rainfall from late spring into October sometime. You get used to the outdoors being a part of your living space and leave stuff lying around outside. You know the rains will come at some point, but, you still get quite peeved when the rain starts soaking your stuff. It was a mad scramble to bring it drying fleece and sweaters.
Every year we get visitors. They are scoping out the pond and our sweet little fishies. I know this is the circle of life, blah, blah, blah. Those are my sweet little fishies! Yes, I do have more babies every year and there are more fish in there than a small pond can support (anyone want cute multi-color goldfish?), but those are my sweet little fishies!
Sigh. At least someone doesn't mind the rain.
Let's move on to a cheerier topic shall we? I have sockiness to show.
They are my own design. It has been kicking around in my head for almost a year. The yarn is naturally dyed by me using osage orange and logwood grey. The two dyes together make that wonderful olive green. I love me some olive green. (Hmm, olives! a la Homer Simpson popped into my head. Does that make me 8?)
I am also working with more of that yummy Shetland fingering weight yarn from Elemental Affects. I love this yarn! It has the grab you expect from a true Shetland wool and a wonderful heathery quality to it. What you might not expect is how smooshy it is. Yummy!
I am designing several socks for them; this is the cabled one. I want to use different techniques for each one, so this sock is knit from the cuff down. Quite a departure for me. I can't remember the last time I designed a top-down sock. In this case I think it will feel like the sock zooms at the end. The sole will be stockinette on fewer stitches to make the differing gauges work.
Please excuse the craptastic picture. I can't use my usual brackdrop as it is rather sodden at the moment. This is just before the heel flap starts.
I am experiencing my usual naming skills. So far I call it, wait for it, . . . . . Cable Socks. Anti-climactic isn't it? Brilliant naming ideas are welcome. Er, any naming ideas are welcome.
Have I mentioned that I am going to Rhinebeck, Rhinebeck, Rhinebeck? I just found out that they have fried pickles there! I am so going to have one! Hubby doesn't believe me. I'll get photographic evidence. Maybe he is just getting tired of hearing me talk about it. Who would tire of hearing FRIED PICKLES! exclaimed at random moments? Sheesh, he's got to lighten up.