My name is Helene and I live in Central New York, USA, which I have come to appreciate as a knitter's heaven: the winters are long, cold, and snowy, ideal for cozy knitting sessions and the prefect justification for producing many knitted objects, especially socks.
For Christmas this year all I asked for was sock yarn, and my DMIL, bless her tender heart, heard me. A box arrived a few days ago and has been sitting under the tree, taunting me, making me fantasize, visiting my dreams, tempting me into behaving badly and scratching just a little corner to take a peek. So far, I have managed to remain stronger than the temptation, but will I last another three whole days? be still, my heart...
From the size of it I would guess there are at least six skeins in the box, maybe more. And it comes from the Yarn BArn in Lawrence, KS. Oh, the possibilities! Will it be colorways that surprise me with every row? Or soft solids that lend themselves to lacey ventures or cable entrelacs? Thee more days...
On January 1st, 2006, I made the resolution that this would be the year that I would learn how to knit a sock. It took a few attempts, but I am now a die-hard toe-upper and I swear by tabi socks--a.k.a. my cloven socks.
2008 is going to be so much fun! I can tell already...
4 comments:
I am excited about your present as well. Very cool. I can't wait for you to share it with us. And all the exciting socks you will make this year.
What does DMIL stand for?
Dear Mother In Law :)
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