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Baby Come Back!

Remember this one*? 

Baby come back. . .

As you know, I don't knit socks.  I have, of course.  Sure, I understand the charm of The Sock; I appreciate the portability of The Sock; and I firmly believe that Turning the Heel is the most magical thing in all of knitting.

But my Sock MoJo left long ago!

Any kind of fool could see. . .

Then, a couple of months ago, one of my co-workers asked me if I would knit a sample sock using one of her patterns and some new sock yarn from a local dyer.  For a booth at Stitches Midwest
Ummmm, I said. 
Just one, she said. 
Okay, I said. 
Just one, I said.
Thanks, she said.

I didn't want to, though.

First, I didn't like the look of the yarn.  Not my color.  Kind of boring-looking.  Second, the pattern has a futzy cable.  And ribbing.  And I don't like either one when it comes to socks.  Third, hand-knit socks just never seem to fit me right.  They're always too bulky.

But I said I would do it, so I cast on.

There was something in everything about you. . .


But once I got started, I discovered . . . that I LIKED the yarn.  A lot**.  (I'm pretty sure it's the touch of silk.)  And the ribbing . . . not so bad.  In fact, it helped the sock . . . FIT me.  (Still don't like futzy things - like cables - on socks, though.)

Baby come back, you can blame it all on me. . .


I cast on right away to make the second sock.

I was wrong, and I just can't live without you!


But now. . . one sock is gone.  Packed up to go to Stitches Midwest.

Baby come back!  (Ravelry details here.)


*Go waaaaay back.  1978.  But still infectious, non?

**Ummm.  Bought another skein and cast on for another pair.  No cable, though.