As you may or may not know, I am a compulsive sampler. I have great difficulty committing to anything for long periods of time. That's why things like 50 gm bags of fleece or fibre appeal to me. Over the years I have collected a vast collection of these its and bits - from hand dyed, handspun skeins from nature dye projects, to little butterfly wraps of tussah silk blending experiments. Coarse wool, over dye projects. Fat - thin, attempts at 3 ply. Spinning for a purpose. Spinning with no purpose other than something to do with my hands. Wheel spun. Spindle spun.
At Fibre Week this year we had a Fancy Footwork Exhibit and Exchange. It was a "show us your socks" free for all, in which socks of all shapes, sizes, including singles were encouraged. I had thought about participating. In fact I encouraged alot of people to do exactly that! Time ticked on. And I found myself "sockless". And so I began. I pulled down the rubbermaid boxes and looked in my stash. I definitely had the yarn. I looked in my needle tin - yes, had those too. Looked at the rows and rows of books - hmmm, yes lots of instruction. I even had a couple of DVD's on the subject.
I just didn't think I could... commit.
I hemmed and hawed, and buried my head in the proverbial a sack of wool. And then it came to me. I would knit ... a sample.
And so I began. I pulled out little suitable skeins and made balls on my nostepinne. I found a basic sock recipe to act as a guideline for the bones of the sock. I decided to switch colours at random whimsy, or until the sample ran out. Since it was a sample I tried a few bobbles. I garter stitched a few ridges. I did a bit of colour work. I was feeling pretty adventurous when I threw in the freehand needle felting. I knew the sock was enormous, so I decided it was a Christmas stocking. And her name was Scrappy Alice.
And then it happened. I ran out of time. So the sock came to conference and I knit at night. It needed to be done by Sunday morning... no problem I told myself. Plan: knit until midnight. Kitchner stitch the toe. Wash, dry overnight and voila!
All went as planned until "kitchner stitch the toe" - I had forgotten my tapestry needle. I brought my book to tell me how to do it (I always forget) but alas no needle! I tried everything I could think of - even cutting down a drinking straw and threading it like a needle. (No luck). I finally gave up and went to bed. The next morning (after a fitful 41/2 hour sleep) I awoke and thought... I know the answer's out there - so I went to the big guns: Google. And I typed: "Kitchner stitch without a needle" and then it was just a click to TECHknitting and everything became clear. I was to be saved. Again.
The sock was then washed in hair shampoo, fulled by hand, wrapped in a towel, thwacked, and jumped on to soak up excess moisture (not sure that helped but my feet got a good washing). It was delivered somewhat moist to the exhibit. But it was delivered. And hung for display. And....
... Scrappy Alice won the People's Choice Award! I am now the proud owner of Cookie A's Sock Innovation and a huge skein of 100% merino sock yarn which was donated by River City Yarns. I must say I was quite stunned, surprised... absolutely delighted!
I understand there's enough yarn here to actually knit a pair of socks... hmmmmm now how can I sample that?