Hobo Toes

Look! Look at that. I almost have the entire foot covered in stripy material. Whoo-hoo!


I took it along to work, and the best part was a small friend’s conversation with me while babysitting.

Sam: “Why does that have so many needles?”
Me: “That’s just the way they need to be to help me knit this sock.”
Sam: “Whoa, that’s a sock?”
Me: “Yes. Wait just a minute
(the row needed to be finished) and I’ll show you.”
*time lapse while row is finished and sock wriggled on*
Sam: “Whoaaaaa, that’s cool. If I’d known you made socks I’d have had a pair by now.”

(I don’t know what he was implying by that statement. Just because I made that red scarf for him earlier.)

Anyway, it’s currently giving a great impression of a hobo’s sock, and if I can just figure out where the pattern went I can finish it up and knit the second one. It’s been long enough since I started the first one that I’m not worried about the second being the same old same old. Definitely a bonus.

I have been slowly but steadily turning my elbows and wrists into aching, tender remnants of themselves while transforming the indigo dyed fleece into these lovely balls of roving. DSCN9843These are going to be spun into a variegated sock yarn and knit by yours truly into a recently discovered sock pattern on Knitting Daily.

Assuming I can get the gauge figured out. It’s supposed to be six stitches an inch on size five needles. And the pattern calls for a heavy worsted yarn. Figure that one out.

I plan to spin it on the Walking Wheel. Hopefully it will be a reprise of the great success of the Gawain batt. That yarn made the nicest pair of socks I’ve ever worn. (I’m sure pride in my work has tainted my view of them, but they are very comfy.)

I cleaned my fiber and yarn stash and reorganized it, thus foiling its attempts to take over my closet and dominate the earth. In the process I came to the conclusion that I have way too much yarn. I need to destash! Now, some of you may have just passed out at the suggestion of having too much yarn, but I only have so much space to store it in. If it’s not going to be used and isn’t extra special, out it goes.

And another thing, I’m getting a little tired of knitting things and crocheting things just for the fun of doing them. I want the fruit of my hands to be useful! At some point I need to stop impulse making and work toward filling needs. Maybe I should look around for charity stuff, but I’d really like it to be more personal than dropping something off at a donation box. I want these projects to be made for specific people and go to them with love. But then, can I find enough needs to support my insatiable crafting appetite? I don’t want to just start flinging scarves at everyone I know.

4 Responses to Hobo Toes
  1. Deborah
    July 9, 2009 | 10:19 pm

    You can fling a scarf at me anytime you want!!

    I enjoy your blog!

    Your unbiased Aunt Debbie

  2. outandin
    July 10, 2009 | 10:11 pm

    Fling away!

    You might also want to consider making things for what used to be called a “hope chest.” You could make felted placemats, hot pads, even rugs, etc.–which you probably won’t have time to do once you actually have a home of your own.

  3. Rebekah
    July 12, 2009 | 7:29 pm

    Actually, I have a large hope chest and it’s stuffed full. (Most of it stuff I won’t really need. I should go through and clean it a bit.) But that’s a great idea! I’ll have to stash away some knitted washrags. I’ve got enough cotton yarn to make a car cozy.

  4. outandin
    July 12, 2009 | 11:16 pm

    Speaking from experience, I’d have to say that you really can’t have too many handknitted dishcloths. And they make great gifts too. Everyone prefers them to the store-bought kind.

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