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30/12/2015

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High speed socks {handmade for Christmas}

30/12/2015

Space for the Butterflies - Handmade Dreidel Socks

On the evening of 23rd December I cast on for a pair of socks.  There’s nothing entirely surprising about that, I like knitting socks and I’d just finished my little bits and bobs of knitting for the children’s Christmas presents, the challenge, for such it was, was that these were a Christmas present.  Now I can warp the space time continuum with the best of them and I know I knit like the wind, but a whole pair of grown up socks, in 4ply still takes a goodly chunk of time. And in the last few hours before Christmas, and to be honest, in the normal daily life of a family with three small children, big chunks of time to just sit down and knit are few and non-existent!

But I’d made my peace, I knew that they didn’t have to be finished for Christmas but the following Sunday and I figured that I could probably get one finished and wrapped up to give to my Dad and the other one I’d either finish while he was staying or it would just have to follow by post.  All sorted. I picked up my lovely pointy purple sock needles, grabbed the yarn (one of my precious skeins of Socks that Rock lightweight in the now discontinued Dreidel), and starting knitting.

Space for the Butterflies - Handmade Dreidel Socks

And then, magic. Now I know in my heart of hearts that it’s really not possible to sleep knit.  I can and have been known to knit with my eyes shut, I don’t need to look at a sock unless I’m doing the heel or the toe and so I knit and read, knit and watch the cricket or just occasionally knit and let my eyes have a little rest, but properly asleep, I don’t think so.  And yet I think that must be the only rational explanation for what happened next.  I knit in odd moments, any time we went out in the car, while the children were finishing their lunch, around the sleepy warmth of a little Pip who just wanted to spend an evening sleeping in my arms, in the last hours of Christmas Day and through our quiet sleepy Boxing Day, and my sock grew and grew, and far more than I was expecting. First a single sock, flying off the needles, and then as we turned in on Saturday night, all but the toe of the second.

And by Sunday lunchtime, as Dad battled his way through the traffic to meet us, and with just a little fudging because of a slight yarn shortage, I finished the toe, wrapped up the pair and tucked them under the tree.

It seems that for all the times when I’ve knit and knit and knit and my sleeves have stayed exactly the same length, for every time I’ve knit an incredibly intricate beautiful sock that doesn’t go on my foot, for every yarn tangle and missing vital needle, the knitting fates have balanced the scale, in the form of one perfectly soft and squishy and beautiful and very very finished socks.

Space for the Butterflies - Handmade Dreidel Socks

(all the details are over on my Ravelry page)

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