Sock Season

Sarah

Yesterday morning I woke up and prompty burrowed back down under the covers with Measure. A distinct fall chill has begun to seep into the air, and I've noticed the leaves on the trees around the house being blown around in a distinctly autumnal way. It's sock season.

One of my peculiarities (one of many, I'm sure) is that I generally avoid wearing "regular" shoes at all costs. I'm usually barefoot in the house, and wear flip-flops everywhere else. I have even worn flip-flops on a skiing vacation before, at least for the bit where we hauled our stuff indoors. Then I stayed indoors where it was nice and warm and flip-flop friendly, since I prefer spending my snow experiences looking out the window at vistas frosted with white, sipping cocoa, instead of risking my neck sliding down said snowy vistas with a board strapped to my feet. My feet prefer to be naked and free, or perhaps robed in handknit socks if the weather is chilly -- hence, sock season.

This was the first pair of socks I ever designed myself, and of course now I can't remember when that was. A couple of years ago, at least. I still have the pattern and the chart written in my notes somewhere, and I'll be happy to share once I find them, if anyone is interested.

Comments

[elizabeth]

I like them! I'm a little disappointed though, I thought you'd have a picture of you and Measure snuggling in the covers. :o) That picture will stay in your heart, I know.

[Carol]

Ah yes, fall. The time when a girl's thought turn to socks....

[Grace]

I also love wearing flip-flops no matter what the season, and I have been called crazy many times because of it! BTW your socks are beautiful!

[Suzanne V. (Yarnhog)]

I wear sandals in the summer and clogs in the winter. Neither requires me to bend down or tie laces, and the clogs have the added advantage of looking particularly good with handknit socks. The only drawback is that I've discovered I'm not all that fond of knitting socks--just of wearing them. I love those ones, and I think I could be persuaded to pull out one of the many lovely sock yarns in my stash if I had the pattern.