RIngelsocken


Become who you were born to be, Aragorn.

I realized I can't go around calling myself a German woman who knits, without knitting socks. I may be having trouble lately forming grammatically correct sentences in German, but I'm still pretty Deutsch -I mean, I underline using a ruler, look angry when I'm thinking hard, can't relax while talking on the phone, and carry a magenta passport. And for some reason, German knitters do socks. So here we go; I give you my Ringelsockenstrickversuch:



I don't know what frightened me so much about dpns; they're really quite fun. That self-striping yarn is also very fun. What shade of blue will come next!? Only the stitches will tell...

So, it's...

3 days till my trip home, and I must finish the next draft of my paper before then. Every time I feel burned out, which is often, I knit -- so quite a lot has been going on.
I finished the back of the brown cabled cardigan:


It looks so skinny, but the ribs are like that and I think it will stretch a lot. That whole back section didn't even use two skeins. Which means less yarn changes, and hence less darning, so that's frickin' awesome.

T'will look like this when it grows up:



I like those cables. They seem too cool for Vogue Knits, or else I'm getting lamer. I need a cute winter skirt to pair with my cardigan, not to mention cute shoes that show off my Sockenstrickwerk (teehee! the German language is like legos...you can just keep building bigger and better words)... but my empty wallet isn;t having it.

Posted: Sun - November 21, 2004 at 02:44 AM        

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