I have to admit that I'm rather excited about my next knit. Marie has entrusted me with test knitting a sock pattern. So, armed with her design, a hank of luscious Brooklyn Handspun sock yarn, and a 47-inch (120cm) Addi Turbo, I'm about to start.
It's been a while since I've expanded the knitter's bag o' tricks, and with this project I get to do it twice. First, because I'm using the magic loop method, and second because it's a toe-up pattern. I've wanted to try toe-up socks for a while now, and it's anyone's guess as to why I just haven't done it.
First off will be mastering the figure-eight cast on. It looks easy, but I'm betting that there's a learning curve. It also looks like something that can't be done on the train. Indeed, it cannot because it would seem that this technique involves two circular needles, and today I had with me only one. I couldn't find a seat on the train anyway, so I made do with reading the instructions a few times.
Then, it'll be on to magic loop. I have a vague memory of long ago working a sleeve with this method. If I recall it was a little tricky to start, but once you get your rhythm (as with all things) it gets easier. What I don't yet understand, however, is how to make the jump from the figure-eight cast on to the magic-loop method. It seems like I need to start with three needle points, and then somehow switch to just two. And when are the cast-on stitches officially "cast on"? After I knit them?
It's been a while since I've had to sit down and figure something out about a pattern. I'll probably need to frog and reknit a couple of times until I get this right, and I'll probably be back here in a day or two complaining about my own stupidity. Fun times. Stay tuned.
Now back to Christmas. As I said, Kate was mighty taken by a ball of yarn. Would she be as smitten by the act of knitting?
Seems so. Now, lest anyone get the idea that Kate sat on my lap for hours, mesmerized by the sight of wool being looped around needles, let me say that this moment was just that. Kate sat there for about 15 seconds before something else grabbed her attention and she was off and running (literally) to some other part of the house. My father just happened to have the camera at the ready.