Friday, June 05, 2009

happy socks

Well, by golly, these were the fastest socks I've ever knit. It usually takes me f-o-r-e-v-e-r to finish a pair of socks. Years. Or at least a cross-country drive. But these were finished in just over a week. Happiness!

The trick was that they were the simplest socks I've ever knit. Toe up, stockinette foot, short row heels, 3x1 ribbed legs, 1x1 ribbed cuffs. I made them up as I went along and didn't even worry too much about getting both feet exactly the same.

It was a much-needed lesson in how keeping things simple means that I actually get things done. Now, if I could only apply that to my dissertation, I might get somewhere!

Now, I bought the yarn -- Mind's Eye merino/tencel in "Oceanic" - to commemorate my trip to Cambridge, the defense of my dissertation proposal, and the amazing blue skies and green leaves that marked the day and season. To me, these colors are just so east coast.

But when I got back, my friend Amy and I went peach picking down in Queen Creek, and we drove by this beautiful field. It was a good reminder that it's not all dust and rock down here. My beloved blues and greens are here, too.

And one last delightful story: Mountain Man and I had a fantastic weekend on Mt. Lemmon with thorny desert girl. I'd been reading her knitting blog for sometime before I realized that she's a geologist, as is her boyfriend, and that he also happens to know Mountain Man. We finally all connected in person, and it was a perfect coming together of worlds: knitting, rock climbing, geology, and big dogs.


gayle said...

How nice to find a landscape to match your socks!
Though I think the sky is bluer where you are...

Adrienne Rodriguez said...

Just found your blog and other sites. Super cool! Keep up the good work! It's nice to see you working on similar agendas! I promise to keep reading! Cheers! -AdayKnits on Ravelry

Turtle said...

gorgeous pics! Peach picking would be so nice right now!

Kymm said...

I've just been getting caught up on reading your blog and had to comment when you mentioned Mt. Lemmon. My (dearly missed) former boyfriend lives in Tucson and drove me up to Mt. Lemmon my last visit there, when it was 115 in the city. Mt. Lemmon was such a pleasure--cool and green and so very beautiful--we had a lovely day there. Thank you for bringing back a happy memory.