One of My Own
Remember the Woodsmoke Socks I had in progress some time back? You know the ones - in the color I not-so-fondly called "Sewer Sludge." The socks are at long last done!

The yarn is FF Tight Twist Superwash Merino Wool Sock Yarn and the pattern is Woodsmoke by Anne Hanson. Only such a lovely pattern could save this ugly color from the fate of languishing its life away in my stash, never to be touched or knit.

In the end, the pattern did the trick and turned this ugly duckling into something at least passably attractive. Leave it to Anne to design a pattern good enough to save the life of a poor, sad little skein! (In case you're wondering how on earth this awful skein came into existence, it was part of an army-related project I did as a favor to a friend. This particular skein was so putrid that I couldn't even bring myself to force a soldier to wear it and so I hid it away in my own stash where it endured months of teasing and cruelty from the other skeins.)
Great day to all!
Remember the Woodsmoke Socks I had in progress some time back? You know the ones - in the color I not-so-fondly called "Sewer Sludge." The socks are at long last done!

The yarn is FF Tight Twist Superwash Merino Wool Sock Yarn and the pattern is Woodsmoke by Anne Hanson. Only such a lovely pattern could save this ugly color from the fate of languishing its life away in my stash, never to be touched or knit.

In the end, the pattern did the trick and turned this ugly duckling into something at least passably attractive. Leave it to Anne to design a pattern good enough to save the life of a poor, sad little skein! (In case you're wondering how on earth this awful skein came into existence, it was part of an army-related project I did as a favor to a friend. This particular skein was so putrid that I couldn't even bring myself to force a soldier to wear it and so I hid it away in my own stash where it endured months of teasing and cruelty from the other skeins.)
Great day to all!