Every Stitch An “I Love You”

When I knit something for someone, I spend hours thinking of her, imagining her smile when she sees what I have made, hoping she will love it. A knitted gift is so much more than a mere pair of socks or hat or sweater. It is “I love you” said tens of thousands of times – one “I love you” for every stitch. But even a pair of socks cannot contain enough stitches for my mama.

My mom’s birthday was yesterday, and I was so excited to give her these socks (project page on Ravelry here). They are Esther Socks in MacKintosh Skye Sock Yarn Twilight.

Three things about this knit –

1. This pattern is so gorgeous. It was easy to memorize and turned out lovely. That said, there were a few quirks. The cuff is a bit tight and hard to get over my heel, and the difference between the small and the large was a whole ten stitches! I had to choose between too small or too large, not an easy choice for a gift. I chose too small hoping to stretch them a bit when I blocked them. It worked, but I was a little unsatisfied with it. Also, it was originally written in German and the translation is a little awkward. I relied pretty heavily on the Ravelry notes of those who had gone before.

2. I made some modifications (big surprise, I know). I only did one repeat of the pattern for the cuff before diving into the heel. As for the heel, I used my new love, the sweet tomato. I also switched the direction of the cables on the second sock so that the two socks would mirror each other. Mom will probably never notice, but it pleased me greatly to do so. 🙂

3. This yarn is a bit normal. Nice, but not fabulous. It knit up normally, it felt normal on my feet. The color is nice, but not fabulous. Maybe I am just still reeling from the amazingness of the Casbah, I don’t know. It is good yarn. It is a pretty color. Not every ball of yarn is going to knock me over, I guess. That said, I would buy more in a heartbeat!

Another happy pair of feet wrapped in knitted love. My job is done here.

Happy Birthday, Mom!

Dream In Color… ful Socks

I was starting to think that I would never finish these… but I did!

Kai Mei Socks in Dream in Color Smooshy Buttercup (not modeled because they are too small for my ogre feet)

These socks are so pretty and I am glad that I finally got around to knitting them.

Three things about this knit:

1. I love this yarn. I love the way the colors never stripe or pool, but just freckle a little with bits of pink and peach and dark yellow. This yarn was leftover from the sweater that The Bookworm and I collaborated on last year. I bought an entire skien just to knit 18 st of yellow flower centers and it has sat in the stash ever since just waiting for the perfect project.

2. I started out knitting these 2 at a time, but had to work them one at a time for heel, gusset and the ends of the foot, about 2 repeats of the pattern before the toe. It was a little bit of a pain going back a forth between the one long circular and the DPNs, but I got them both finished at about the same time, and that is what matters. No second sock syndrome for me!

3. If I ever knit these for my feet, I will need to cast on more stitches and add a couple of pattern repeats. I wonder, too, if the cuff should be knit in a smaller needle size than the foot to keep the ribbing tight? It will have to be fiddled with for sure.

Alas, these are not for me. I hope the feet that these are headed to are made very happy.

I think I could knit this pattern again (see #2), so someday my feet may be so lucky.

Grandma’s Doilies

When I got married, my grandmother crocheted for me a set of white doilies as a wedding present. While I thanked her for them, and gave them the proper amount of oooh’s and aahh’s, in my youth and inexperience I thought to myself “Doilies? What am I going to do with doilies?” 

You see, I had missed the point.

Now that I am a knitter, I get it.

It wasn’t just doilies that my grandmother gave to me. It was the hours that she spent with hook and thread, thinking of me. With each stitch she said
“I love you”.

I have been knitting a lot of gifts lately. When I am working on a gift for someone, I find myself thinking about the recipient. Sometimes I will pray for her, sometimes I am reminded to get in touch with her, and often, I wonder if what I am working on will please her. With every stitch, I am saying
“I love you”.

A handmade gift says so much more than, “Here, I got you something”.

It says, “You are worthy of this fabulous yarn that I have been hoarding for years.”

It says, “You are important enough to me that I spent hours thinking about you.”

It says, “With these socks, I hope to warm your heart as well as your feet.”

Something for you to remember when you are given a gift from a knitter (or handicrafter of any sort).

Appreciate Grandma’s doilies.