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FO: Highway 57 socks
Jul. 11th, 2010 05:39 pmI know I owe pictures of quite a few things here. The Sheep to Shoe plied yarn, my Aeolian, the Nightsongs Shawlette...well, it's my anniversary and I just have time to post pictures about my very recently (Wednesday night) finished socks:
These are plain, toe-up socks with a gusset heel. Knit magic-loop from Regia Jacquard color #5156, mostly during two trips up and down Highway 57. There's a simple two-rib expansion joint up the side of the foot and leg, and a lot of ribbing at the top because I had a lot of yarn left over and a lot of trip left over.
Illinois is a very flat state. It's also a very rural state between the larger cities, which translates to a very dark drive when you start a five-hour return trip at 9:30 at night after driving five hours that morning to get there. I also knit on the newly-started Kernel Scarf during the daylight, just to keep my sanity.
I've found a new way to navigate the highways, based on the tourist traps we pass on the way. Southwest of Missouri brings OzarkLand with its little cedar chests and walnut bowls. Directly west is IndianLand with all the fake Native American artifacts that Taiwan can churn out. And evidently north towards Chicago is AmishLand. I'm still trying to figure out if they sell stuff by lamplight, and how they take credit cards if they aren't supposed to use telephones.
(Really, I spent a good portion of the trip trying to decide just how offensive I should find this place. The idea of commercializing an entire culture and way of life that is known for not bowing to commercial pressure to live the "normal American life" makes me squirm and wonder what the hell someone was smoking when they thought AmishLand was a good idea.)
*Sigh* Off the soapbox, I need to get ready to go out for dinner. Twenty-three years of marriage today; think it's safe to knit him a sweater yet?
These are plain, toe-up socks with a gusset heel. Knit magic-loop from Regia Jacquard color #5156, mostly during two trips up and down Highway 57. There's a simple two-rib expansion joint up the side of the foot and leg, and a lot of ribbing at the top because I had a lot of yarn left over and a lot of trip left over.
Illinois is a very flat state. It's also a very rural state between the larger cities, which translates to a very dark drive when you start a five-hour return trip at 9:30 at night after driving five hours that morning to get there. I also knit on the newly-started Kernel Scarf during the daylight, just to keep my sanity.
I've found a new way to navigate the highways, based on the tourist traps we pass on the way. Southwest of Missouri brings OzarkLand with its little cedar chests and walnut bowls. Directly west is IndianLand with all the fake Native American artifacts that Taiwan can churn out. And evidently north towards Chicago is AmishLand. I'm still trying to figure out if they sell stuff by lamplight, and how they take credit cards if they aren't supposed to use telephones.
(Really, I spent a good portion of the trip trying to decide just how offensive I should find this place. The idea of commercializing an entire culture and way of life that is known for not bowing to commercial pressure to live the "normal American life" makes me squirm and wonder what the hell someone was smoking when they thought AmishLand was a good idea.)
*Sigh* Off the soapbox, I need to get ready to go out for dinner. Twenty-three years of marriage today; think it's safe to knit him a sweater yet?
