Happy Victoria Day!
The wonderful thing about long weekends is how long they are, and how wonderful they are when the weather is warm, and there’s a relaxing place to be. My family gathered at our cottage to swim and enjoy nature, good food and great company. I had a chance to wander along the lane to see what’s growing.
Even dandelions look more spectacular on a long weekend in the sunshine.
My socks are steadily growing, and I took time between flower picking and going for a very chilly swim to knit lots more.
These socks are my new favourites. I like how they match. I like how the stripes are not all the same size. I like how the wool was dyed with natural things. I like how nobody else in the world will ever have socks that are just like this. I like how I finished them and had only one meter of wool left over. I like how they fit me perfectly, how they stay up thanks to the calf shaping (I increased 2 stitches at the back of the sock every 6 rows until the ribbing). I like how this picture makes me look like the wicked witch of the west–I feel like there should be a house dropped on me!
I like how as soon as I sat down on the lawn to photograph the finished version, I found several four-leaf clovers.
Is there a rule about wearing wool socks after Victoria day? If there is, I think I might have to break it.
Tags: dyeing, FO, knitting, natural dyes, socks
