These socks benefit from natural light – and they would have been a lot easier to knit in summertime!
I am quite relieved to get away from knitting “black” yarn in the dark of winter.
The stitch pattern reminds me of wrought-iron gates. Thornfield after the fire?
Here we are at noon and daylight has finally arrived.
As soon as I finish writing this, I intend to dash upstairs to cut out the denim to make my Peggy skirt. It was just too gloomy to do any sewing last weekend.
So there we have it: my first pair of socks for 2014.
12 pairs in a year? No problem!
Although… there might be some competition for my knitting time.
My organic wool has arrived from France, in a wonderfully crunchy brown paper bag festooned with a sprig of lavender. Gorgeous!
And they sent me samples of other colours…
Oh lordy lordy, I need some of that chartreuse and that mystical herbal purpley blue grey!