I’m not a fast knitter. I’m a plodder really, though I get the job done in good time. ” Slow and steady wins the race ” I always say.
Well, there’s news ! I am going to be travelling to Vancouver BC this coming week, for some days. The event is a Ninetieth Birthday party held in honor of my father-in-law, and… and well… I purposely held off thinking about this travelling thing, because really, I am so adverse to travel ~~ ( those who know me , can attest to the extreme, to get me over the county line is a big spree !) ~~ so I put it out of my mind the weeks coming up to it, in order to not brew and stew and work myself into a terrible state. Now it’s the week of said travel, and I can’t any longer put it out of my mind, especially as I am immersed in a last-minute knitting project that will hopefully be finished for the Man Of Honor during the visit.
You see, I want something to knit while I’m there . . . something mindless, like rib or stocking stitch of something . . . nothing too big, or two small . . . something that will keep me calm among the numbers of folk for the time I will be there (okay, two days , three nights , three mornings… you bet I have counted!) …. something very portable, and lastly, something that can be finished there. Mind you, these are all wonderful people, intelligent and jovial and downright interesting people, yet I need my knitting to keep ‘sat at the table’ with them, to best Have A Good Time. This hermit gets plucked from her hermitage and needs tranquilizers ! Stitches are my drug of choice. Stitches keep me calm, composed, and confident in the presence of others.
Okay, back-story out of the way. So I’ve thought and thought, which sort of knitting can I be doing in constant motion , as if there is a deadline, and have a decent excuse to be doing so? Well, something for the Birthday Fellow of course ! But, well, the Birthday Fellow lives in a near desert climate, so well, knitted hat, scarf, gloves, or even a vest, are not something he could appreciate. He gave away his sweaters decades ago. However, there’s always socks! Everybody wears socks, right? Socks are the gift to beat all gifts, and I am determined to make him a pair !
One problem, I only know top down sock knitting , (have only knit three pairs ; two pair in succession finished last year at this time, these and these , also a pair of kilt hose I knit two years ago) and this is going to be difficult. I must have the tricky business of the heel flap & turn, and gusset decreases, and toe decreases, and intolerable Kitchener stitch out of the way. How can I make this work?
After some thought, I’ve come to a conclusion !!!
Inside-out sock knitting ! I don’t know if its been done much with socks, but I figured out how to provisional cast-on just above the heel flap, knit two rows of 2/2 rib, and get down to business of knitting the foot section ~~~ two at a time, separately, on two circular needles each~~~ then mount the live loops of the provisional cast-on back on to needles, and knit the leg up (later) . Yup ! This is it!!! This is my answer to a very complex quandary. Here I am, on Monday, just into the gusset decreases. I’m confident that by my departure on Thursday morning, I will be through with the whole foot, and when I am a midst the crowd , I can take out my ‘very important knitting ‘ and just smile and K2P2, engaged with the company of others, until it’s time to top it off with a big red stripe ! I am prepared for this trip with the perfect plan. Here are the two critters in progress (I know, I’ve been on a grey & red kick lately) …
I’m improvising from three different sock patterns, and using some stash sock yarn, in colors ‘jackrabbit heather’ and ‘firecracker red’ . (That bright yellow-green is the provisional cast-on crochet work which will get unravelled and removed when put on to the needles going the other way (ankle up) when I’m there. My father in law will like them I think . I hope.
Well, it’s a beautiful morning up here on the mountain, the birds in full chorus, the sun high in blue sky already, but with a cool breeze, and I’m off for a good knit-walk to rattle off some rows on these socks !