Admit it… you do a little happy dance inside your head when you turn the heel of a sock and it does that perfect little angle. Ahhh… that’s the stuff life is made of. I *love* short-row heels. I love how easy they are to keep track of where you are, I love how they fit, I love how they look… The sock is on my nightstand and I’ve been knitting on it a few minutes each night instead of reading.
On other needles, I finished the top-down jacket but still have to put in the zipper. I think I’m stalling. It’s the same thing when I have to cut steeks on a fair isle. I let it sit there and “ripen” while I get up the courage. I want to wear it to Mass on Sunday so I’ll put in the zipper (my first on a knitted garment) tonight or tomorrow.
This has been sitting in my knitting basket since April. It’s the Hardangervidda from Dale of Norway. I knit the Thunder Bay sweater for Dan about five years ago and he wears it quite a bit, so I figured he’s worthy of another Dale. I picked it back up when I finished the jacket and have made quite a bit of progress on it each night while watching TV. I forgot how much I love color knitting. Once you get into the rythym and start seeing the pattern appear, it’s very satisfying. I’m just a few rows above where the front placket starts. I’m using Gjestal Ren Ny Ull Superwash Sport that I bought for steal on Elann