Fresh on the heels (!) of the Frankensocks, I’ve got another pair of scrap-yarn socks lined up: this time, in mostly-solid dark greens and just a bit of brown. (I changed my mind about the blue/green self-striping yarn for now.) The colors are earthy and foresty and remind me of a thriving pond with the various shades of green; swampy, but in a good way. I have eight wee yarn balls wound and numbered in the order in which I think they will look best, going from dark to light.
HAD eight wee yarn balls. Amelia claimed ball #3 for herself and she snuck it out of the bag last night, burying it under a towel on the living room floor. I discovered the hidden treasure this morning, when I heard her digging under the towel in what I thought was an attempt to burrow under the towel (she loves to be under blankets and such) but was apparently an attempt to shove the yarn further in where I wouldn’t find it. She was extra sneaky this time, because she left the bag and the other seven yarn balls right where I left them on the dining room table. She didn’t even knock the bag over. Ball #3 is a bit tattered and I have yet to determine if it is usable (she has a tendency to bite the yarn into smaller pieces), but here is a pic of the yarns before she went on her fishing expedition:
I cast on the toes but haven’t decided upon a stitch pattern yet – need to dive into one of my sock books to see what might work with stripes. Something fairly subtle, maybe just a rib variation?
