Socktoberfest, Sock Walk

There has, as of late, been some interest in my sock yarn stash.  I've been concocting this post for a bit over a week, being clever when I thought no one was looking.  My delay was almost my undoing, as one of those popular blogs beat me too it.  This backwater blog will rise to the challenge. As always, click for bigger pictures.

Ahem.

I have a very large basket of sock yarn that stays next to the couch.  Most of you know my battle cry.  "Socks don't count".  Yarn diet?  Socks don't count.  Love the colors and the hand?  Make socks.  Socks are the snack food of knitting.  You don't need a plan, you don't need a pattern, you just need feet.  Or you need to know someone who has feet. Sock yarn can jump in the bag and come home.  Make them part of the family, guilt free.

Socks fit in a pocket,  You can make them with 5, 4, 2 or just one needle.  They are a satisfying knit.  8 inches of stockinette?  Pff.  Cabled cuffs and a nicely turned heel is where it's at.  Shape that foot and you hold in your hands something that is pretty damned clever, and that's even after we've been making them for over 600 years.  And do you want to know the most magical thing about socks?  I have yet to meet a person who, having been given a pair of hand knit socks, would abandon them for a pair of store bought imitations. 

Walk with me, we will meet some of my sock yarn.  I let them roam the house for this occasion.  I've had some of these skeins for quite a while.  I acquire, I knit, I give away.  Here are the current occupants of Armed with Pointy Stick's Home for Wayward Sock Yarn.

Let's start with these literary beasts.  Most people don't know it, but Socks that Rock are as refined and sophisticated as they are sumptuous and flirtatious.  There's some Lucy, some Ruby Slippers, Sherbet, Apple Valley Road, and Highway 430 or some other number. I've loved many skeins of STR, and gods willing, I'll love many more. 

Next, chillin' with my Kokeshi (My house isn't decorated Japanese, it's steeped in it.  It's coincidental, like I lived in there for 5 years or something.) is the Opal.  I really don't know where it all came from.  I think it's breeding.  Don't worry, once I figure what it is that makes these little buggers hot and heavy I'll let you all know.  You can throw two skeins in the closet, give them some "alone time" and open up your own yarn store.

By the door you'll find an odd bunch.  Mountain Colours and some Fixation.  (I think the Fixation just has some hero issues. We're working on Fix's confidence, as it's quite a plucky (get it) little yarn)  No.  If you got that, you pass the rest. Really.  I'll find you a gold star.

Just wait til I start dropping the real geek references on you guys.

Regia, Austermann Step, Sockotta.  Anyone up for a

nightcap?

Speaking of which, what am I bringing up to Randolph?  I got my confirmation from Viv.  She can't take it back.

Finally, if you'd direct your attention to my Katomo, you'll see that she is making sure that the 50g skeins are playing nice.  There's some KPPPM, some Lorna's, and some Art Yarn.  Just puppies, so you can't trust them to play like the Opal without hurting each other. Although, when the KPPPM and the Lorna's are older...  Come on, wouldn't that be awesome?

(Katomo's hat is crocheted out of a little bit of STR that I have loved.)

And there it is.  The sock walk.

That's not all of it.  Some of it is camera shy, and some of it has dropped into Trek's Alternate Kitty Cat Dimension.  Some of what we've seen tonight... I don't remember buying.

But really, isn't that feeling just the best, and a good reason to buy yarn, all on its own?  Some of this yarn I can attach stories to, but some are vague surprises.  I love those.  And some are still on the way.  I'm expecting a new bundle of superwash nylon joy from Scout, and devil Heather... well, let's just say that she might have knocked me up with 10 more 50g skeins.  And she never calls.  I've got a shit ton of yarn of hers, and she keeps leaving me with more.  I keep meaning to say no, I want to say no, but it's just so hard...  I feel used, I tell you!

I feel like I should go all Sally Struthers now.  "For just pennies a day, you can sponsor a wonderful skein of Regia Silk. For the price of a cup of coffee, your yarn can know what it's like to have that much saved up towards Lantern Moon sock needles!  Four times a year, you'll receive a picture of your yarn, and a letter from it so you know how it's doing.  Please, think of the knitter yarn!"

"Say g'night, Cherry Tree Hill."
"G'night, Cherry Tree Hill!"

Comments

[Arleta]

Nice walk of yarn! Pretty colors.

[Nichole]

Nice stash!!!!! ;-)

[Gigi]

Sock walk...love that! Hmm, I wonder if they yarn goes walking around the house when we are asleep? Maybe that's where the last of the icecream went!

[Yarnophiliac]

Hahaha -- the other bloggers AND YOU beat me to it, too! I'm going to have to do a bit of a stash reveal later today as well. I think the yarn should stay exactly where it is for the pictures -- it makes for lovely art, doesn't it?

(And I am NOT a devil. ;) )

[Gina House]

I love the sock yarn in the wine cabinet. Brillliant!!!!