Is the recession cooling your knitting fever?

A yarn shop visit should reward the knitter on every level: social, sensory, and a sense that a practical outcome is underway in the gathering of materials and tools. I usually relish yarn shop expeditions. But lately, although I’ve been knitting nearly every day, I find myself buying less yarn and spending more time on a project. I’m going through my stash before buying more yarn. A scarf that a few months ago would have taken me a couple of days to knit now satisfies my need to be “working on something” for a few weeks.

Our household has skimmed the tidal fluxes of the economy. Gas costs more than it did a year ago of course, and my husband commutes 80 miles a day. Due to some changes in our health insurance coverage, we have more out-of-pocket expenses for certain services. But looking around, we can feel grateful my husband has a job to commute to, we have health insurance, our neighborhood has had no foreclosures, and our life is largely unruffled by the economic turmoil roiling around some outer periphery known as “the news.”

So why am I stalling between yarn shop visits?

It isn’t that I have a fixed yarn budget; I never have. I have always been able to have whatever yarn I have wanted. My husband insists nothing has changed. But it’s as though the “what ifs” volume has somehow been turned up.

One of my neighbors has lost two jobs in a month. She just returned to the workforce when her husband became disabled, and was “last hired first fired” twice in a row because of business slowdowns. They have three kids and no health insurance. Fortunately, they also have a strong “onward” attitude.

But seeing them, and so many others like them or worse off in “the news,” I now find myself spending more time on a knitting project. I like picking it up and working on it in bits. Somehow I’m less eager to finish something, make the twelve-mile round trip (over half a gallon of gas), and spend money on yarn for something for which I have no real, urgent need.

I’m knitting, but I’m also reading a book I borrowed from the library instead of buying from Amazon. I could buy the yarn; I could buy the book. But the “what-if” tune simply seems more conducive to conserving than to spending right now. After all, what if…

So I decide value is at stake. Knitting remains affordable recreation; my modest craft is the production of perhaps not necessary, but desirable goods, like beautiful handknit merino socks. What I produce has value. And I see gifts as necessary, as well as desirable and enjoyable to make.

I live 10 minutes from two excellent yarn shops and 15 minutes from a third. One of the nearer ones has the best selection and the best prices. But I enjoy going to the other nearer one the most. I enjoy the ladies there, the feel of the place despite its tight space, and the sound of the place. Because of the closeness of the quarters, no one speaks too loudly. It’s in the part of town I most enjoy going to. It’s also the shop that offers the best advice, and there is never a trace of mercenary tone in its overall timbre.

My favorite is also the most expensive of the three, but we’re talking so few dollars, really. So it adds value for me to go there, even if I spend a bit more money. Value is complex: price is one element, and every element is important.

Limitation, real or imagined, calls us to discernment and offers the opportunity to make decisions. Once we decide what we can have, we can distill the prospects into what provides us with the greatest sense of overall value.

But still I wonder: is there a knitting slump in the air because of the downturn in the economy? Is it just my over-strong what-if? Or is it simply summer, and too hot to knit?

On the ineffable importance of one’s scarf matching one’s Cat

It’s cool in Tacoma; actually, it’s honestly cold for July, scarcely topping 70.  My mission at my LYS was to procure a single ball of sock yarn. I think the skein of Pace in Denim will complete two more pairs with what remains in my stash.

I scanned the shop while waiting for YSL Roxy to finish her phone call. The grey, cool day outside reminded me that I wanted to make a new scarf for winter. My eyes alighted on this La Gran pearl-grey mohair/wool/nylon blend. Roxy finished her call and I checked out, three times heavier than I’d planned; this is not unusual.

I designed my scarf while running other errands at Trader Joe’s and the library. It will have seed stitch end-trims, with the length in a 4 x 4 rib that will enable the yarn to speak for itself and me to others while knitting it. It will go with everything I have, and of course, most especially the Cat. Softness he takes for granted, and grey he supposes superior. I don’t know how else he would ever approve.

A toy for the Cat, and a good project for beginners about to embark on socks

My Cat’s favorite toys have always been catnip pillows–simple squares are fine with him. Knitting a catnip toy with some leftover sock yarn seemed a good way to take a break after 15 pairs of socks in a row.

Figuring out my method as I went along, I realized it would make a great project for a knitter approaching her first socks: you get practice on double-pointed needles, and you learn the Kitchener stitch you’ll use to graft the toes of your socks.

If you need a demo of how to get stitches onto dpns, click here.

I cast on 28 stitches–you can vary the size any way you like. I was knitting 8 sts/inch. I wanted a tube that would be about 1-3/4″ wide when flat. I figured that was bite-size. Coolidge likes mouseules–small mouselike objects he can carry off. Larger toys intimidate him.

I divided the stitches among three needles, 9, 10, 9.

I knit the tube up about an inch, and then grafted the bottom opening, using the Kitchener stitch, which makes a good, tight, nearly invisible closure of an open knitted tube. You can graft the opening at any stage of the project.

You need two needles for the Kitchener stitch. If you have a set of 5 dpns, just finish a round on your tube, and you have a free needle, plus you have another needle. Terry Royea has a good demonstration of the Kitchener stitch here.

To graft closed the bottom of the tube, tie about a yard of yarn through a stitch at the cast-on edge. Pick up 28 stitches, starting with one of your free needles. It’s easiest if you pick up about 17, then slip 3 onto the second free needle. Now the circle will flex so you can pick up the rest of your stitches with the second needle. You want to have 14 stitches on each needle. Graft the opening. Now it’s done, and you don’t have to do it later.

I knit my tube to 4-1/4 inches, just because that looked like the right size for my Cat.

Once you’ve knitted your tube the desired length, distribute your stitches evenly onto two needles, ready for grafting. Don’t graft yet….

Next, sew a pouch slightly smaller than your knitted tube, using cotton or cheesecloth. Sew it together on three sides. Fill with catnip. Insert filled pouch into knitted tube, which is still on two needles. Stuff down out of your way, and use the Kitchener stitch to graft the opening closed.

Cheescloth pouch stuffed with catnip

Your Cat has a new toy and you have had fun making it and used up a bit of yarn. Maybe you’ve also mastered dpns and the Kitchener stitch as well, which really is all that’s likely new if you haven’t made socks before. If so, be strong, and take heart, and knit a pair of socks for your Cat to lounge against.

The particular challenge was grafting the catnip-stuffed toy closed while Coolidge was nosing around my tapestry needle.  The particular reward:  ecstasy.

Ecstasy

Contemplating the next bold quest: life beyond socks

15th Pair: Does Coolidge care?

When my friend Janet knitted me a beautiful pair of butter-yellow Regis silk socks for Christmas, I knew I would become a sock knitter and knit a whole wardrobe of socks. I never wanted to buy another pair of Smartwool socks, as devoted as I’d been to them. And I had no idea how to knit a sock, or anything on dpns.

Now, seven months later, I have completed my 15th pair of socks: five pairs for my husband, seven for myself, and three for friends and mum-in-law.

This is a stash pair, and so another fabulous freebie, knit from yarn left over from five other pairs. This time, I chose to use colors up rather than matching the pair.

Now I begin to contemplate life beyond socks. I actually could use a pretty scarf this winter, and might simply knit a scarf with some merino left over from gloves I’ve made, and some mohair I’d need to buy. I really don’t need another sweater right now…maybe I should design a line of cat toys….

Obviously, Coolidge  has no interest in any of this.

From the stash: the Woodland socks

I love the colors in these socks, especially the Ditto Bryce Canyon Black heels accenting taupe, grass, and chocolate. Made with colors from my stash, they cost nothing, and boosted our household wealth by at least $18 in my husband’s estimation–and they’re made in U.S.A. of yarns from Turkey and Peru. Hey, we’ve got to spread the wealth here and there. Coolidge looks unimpressed, but that’s the way he is with anything that doesn’t come out of a can.

Festive stash socks

My chronic sprained ankle prompted a pattern revision, and I cast on 66 rather than my usual 64 stitches (at 8 sts/in), decreasing down to 64 for the foot. My foot is narrow, but my right ankle can swell impressively if I stand or walk too long, due to an ancient injury I was having too much fun at the time to care about.

These socks have a K3, P3 rib, which stretches loosely and easily, and the extra stitches from cuff to gusset enable them to slide on and off with a touch even with a swollen ankle, but they stay up and fit well. I used some of the leftover peacock Opal, the rest of the denim blue from Vic’s last pair, and most of the taupe from Jane’s Bluebell socks. I had two remnants of taupe, and used one up in one sock, finishing the toe in Grass from Vic’s grass-green socks. The remainder from the other ball of taupe was enough to finish the other sock and I still have a bit leftover, so that sock does not have a green toe. One ball of Pace taupe simply had more yardage than the other. Anyway, they make a festively mismatched pair of comfortably fitting merino socks and cost exactly nothing to knit.

Things to do in blue socks

These are the actual, unpressed, unworn version of my husband Vic’s new (Pace) denim blue, twin rib socks.  He isn’t home, so I took their picture without him; they’re too large for me.  Socks protect our feet from cold, from heat, from blisters and abrasions, from infections and meanbad fungus, and for us narrow-footed types, fill in the space in our shoes.  Hand-knit socks make us feel loved.  They can be knit to fit exactly right, over our ankles and every part of our foot.  Hurray for socks and for those who knit them.

Socks work tirelessly and unseen while we go about our busy lives.  Here is another thing to do in blue, or any color, socks. 

Interlude

 

I’m on the second sock of a pair of denim blue twin ribbed socks for my husband. I’m probably a week from finishing; my knitting time is a smaller portion of the day lately, as I have been reading more and taking delightful urban hikes and enjoying the outdoors. Summer never really settles in on Puget Sound until mid-July or so, but I suppose my impetus is cued by the calendar more than the weather. I enjoy photographing local architecture and just whatever I see that engages my interest at the time. I read mostly Puritan theology.

I began the socks in progress with the Oriel pattern, a 12-stitch, 28-row pattern in Charlene Schurch’s Sensational Knitted Socks. I had one leg nearly done, when I noticed an error in a row that upset the pattern for the next inch above it. I decided that I don’t enjoy knitting glued to the chart. I prefer to be able to carry on a conversation or listen to something meaningful, like a sermon, and so I frogged the leg and began over in the twin rib: R1: K3, P3; R2: K1, P1. My husband wears boots and has no preference whatever. I was simply motivated by challenge, and then decided I was more motivated by the prospect of actually completing the socks, my twelfth pair, I think, this year.  I find that for me, knitting must parallel the rest of life, and who needs more complexity?  I prefer to enjoy beauty in the simple means of utility.

My husband and I have been enjoying games of backyard croquet in the evenings when he comes home from work. Sometimes our games are washed out by the June rains; at such times, a few rounds are added to a sock, or a few pages get read before dinner, and conversation progresses.

My stash is at the point where I think I have three free pairs of socks in the bag. Now to coordinate the multicolors and solids into some possibilities…

 

Ditto socks for color and economy

I discovered Ditto sock yarn on my last LYS expedition. The same company that makes Pace yarns, which I appreciate for their nice masculine solid colors, makes Ditto to take the pace of Pace up a step. Ditto comes in nice masculine multicolors that are more entertaining for the knitter and still conservative enough for guys who like earthy solids.

The color I knit for my husband Vic is Bryce Canyon Black, with bands and interjections in black, cream, grey, and brown. We think it’s very cool. Like Pace, it’s 75% superwash merino, 25% nylon. My LYS sells it for $6.00/50g ball, not much more than Pace, which she sells for $4.00. Not bad at all for my husband’s new favorite socks.

Peacock socks, my most fun pair yet

I knit my tenth pair of socks from the “peacock” color in an animal series by Opal.  The yarn comes in a 100g ball.  The miracle of the ball is that the color bands in the two socks came out identical, from cuff to toe.  I used the easy open rib pattern for the leg and instep:

Rnds 1, 2, 3: *K2, P2*

Rnd 4: *YO, SSK, K2, P2*

As it happens, the socks sport a double bird motif.  Besides being the peacock color, I learned that the heel flap stitch I always use is called “eye of partridge.” It makes a strong, tight, interesting-looking heel flap.  The stitch is:

R 1: *Sl 1 pwise wyib, K1* Repeat

R 2: Sl 1 pwise wyif, P across

Whoops: This has been corrected to read Sl 1 pwise wyib for R 1. It originally read “wyif.”