Wool and Spice

I have to start with a halfway decent picture at the top to make up for the crummy picture that follows.

I miss the light that makes photography so much easier in the summer. Except for high noon you can always find a place to position your knitting that will show off the details without washing it out, rendering it too dark or otherwise just being a pain in the ass. Even in the house I can usually find a spot near the windows where the natural light is strong enough that I don’t need to supplement it.

These days there’s a very small window of opportunity when the light is clear and bright enough for indoor photography.  I could set up a light box but it’s not that easy to do in this house and requires some forethought. Consequently if there’s only time for a quick picture, you take what you can get and move on.

Which is all a long winded excuse for why the following sock photo is so blah.

Or maybe it’s just a boring photo. Whatever.

Behold my twice-knit socks. Last February I mentioned how several pairs of my socks all had heel blow-outs at the same time . Gail darned one pair, I’ve thrown a pair out and the third pair were so holey that darning really wasn’t an option. So I cut the cuffs off, picked up stitches and started knitting new feet. This time with wooly nylon as a carry along in the heel and toes for extra strength and a snugger (is so a word) fit so there won’t be as much abrasion. Twice as fast as knitting new socks and the chilly temperatures are giving me added incentive to get these done.

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Does anyone else think Thanksgiving is early this  year? Is it just me? I was shocked to discover it’s just three weeks away. There are still so many fall chores that haven’t been completed and my plans to do the holiday baking in November just went through a serious readjustment. There’s time to do the fruitcake if my order for dried fruit and candied peels ever gets here and I’ll make time to bake mincemeat pie for Jack. Biscotti for me. The cookies and stollen will have to wait until December.

Good thing the temp assignment just ended or everybody would get a do-it-yourself fruitcake this year: a bottle of rum, King Arthur flour and candied lemon peel.