Egyptian socks and the knitter magic

Finished my Egyptian socks from Folk Socks while I was at the gallery today, which is both a testament to how busy we were (not very), and how quick color-work knitting is (very). Pretty pleased, but made a serious rookie mistake by knitting the second sock on a nine-inch circular sock needle instead of mostly double-pointed needles like the first. Live and learn. It’s only about a quarter of an inch difference in circumference, so they will even out with washing and wearing.

I’m digging how the heels turned out. It’s a half short-row heel, which is new to me. The pattern has you knit one stitch of each color so you can carry both yarns and it gives a neat effect.

Accidentally kinda stabbed a small hole in my right index finger due to the marathon knitting I did to knock these out. Nothing a day or two won’t heal, but I kept forgetting how sharp the circular needle tips are and eventually had to dig around in the basement of the gallery to find a band-aid. I suffer for my work.

Speaking of the gallery, the cutest thing happened today. I don’t know any other serious knitters in real life, so when one comes in the gallery it’s like meeting a kindred spirit. A guest came in with her family, wearing a beautiful sweater, and there was an electric spark between us. I ask her if I can touch her cardigan, she asks to handle my socks. We’re standing there yammering about each other’s work like babbling brooks when one of her friends turns to another person who was looking a bit concerned and says “It’s a knitting thing.” It really is, isn’t it?