I’ve been meaning to try out this whole short row heel sock thing for some time. Most of the socks I’ve made have a flap and gusset heel which is nice but tends to sag around my heels. Apparently, I have very pointy heels. One way to make my sock heels less saggy is to go down a needle size for the heels. I haven’t tried that yet but I might next time.

For now, the curious monkey in me wants to try a new technique. I’ve done short rows before so the new-to-me part is applying them to sock heels.

The bait and switch is this: I haven’t started on the heel part yet. I can’t decide if I want to knit the leg a bit longer. Right now it’s at 3.5″ but I’m getting a wee bit bored with plain stockinette in the round. The yarn, however, is scrumptious! Sharp eyed readers may recognize it as yarn I picked up from Stitches South. It’s Cephalopod Yarn Skinny Bugga in Maxima Clam. It’s really soft but it’s been really good about not pilling like the Dream in Color Smooshy I used for my Mrs Tumnus shawl.

I’ve been busy finishing up some other projects but you’ll get to see those on Friday! For more works that are in progress, check out Tami’s blog.

Yes, my second sock has a heel and I’m on the decreases. Which means this sock is in its awkward teenage phase. It sort of looks like a sock but still has a way to go. It’s also difficult to photograph it nicely.

I’ve got 4 out of 9 decreases done before I knit my way down to the toes. I am confident that I’ll have a finished pair of socks by the end of the month! If that does happen, I’ll be parading them around Stitches South.

Speaking of which, if you are going and would like to meet up, get in touch! For more WIPs, check out Tami’s blog.

Yes yes, I’m still working on my Lydia Bennet socks. I’m almost up to the toe decreases and the horseshoe lace pattern is highly addictive.

There’s no way I’m going to have a finished pair by tomorrow but perhaps just one sock done and the other one started? I’ve also just started (as in I picked out the right sized hook) a really really big version of my lymph node. I’m hoping to make this large enough to cuddle with. Or beat up. Lord knows, during treatment I would swing between feeling super zen about my prognosis to feeling really enraged that it happened to me. It’s totally normal to feel that way but when you’re in the thick of treatment, it does give you reason to pause and wonder if you’re losing your mind.