No, I’m not talking about food. (Although, it occurs to me that it has been years since I’ve had a piece of homemade apple pie. Granny Smith apples, lots of cinnamon, nutmeg, and allspice, please. No ice cream. Because that would be overkill.)
This is Apple Pie.
It’s a sock yarn from Apple Laine, and L-B gave me 2 skeins of it (a pair of socks-worth) as a gift this past Christmas. Mine is in the Winter’s Dawn colorway.
Check the website to see all the glorious colorways. Then click on the link for retailers to see where you can buy it.
The yarn is 50% wool, 20% mohair, 20% silk, and 10% nylon, and it’s like no other sock yarn I’ve knit. And I love it.
The twist of the yarn is very Koigu-y or Cherry Tree Hill-y, but the yarn has a totally different feel from either of those. The mohair and silk in it give it a lovely sheen and a solid feel. There’s also a nice little halo from the mohair content. It’s fingering weight, and the ball band states a gauge of 28-32 stitches on a 2 – 3 mm needle. I’m knitting it quite firmly on a 2mm (US 0) needle and am getting 8 stitches to the inch, as I usually do with fingering, but 11 rows per inch instead of my usual 12. Each skein weighs 2 ounces and is approximately 190 yards, so one skein is plenty for one sock, unless you are making really big socks. It’s machine washable in cold water — which is how I wash all my handknit socks.
When I finished up the giant clown socks, I was still feeling crappy enough to not want to knit on my Maltese Shawl. Only mindless knitting. And a plain pair of socks is about as mindless as it gets for me.
Actually, I was going to do the leg in feather and fan, but forgot. I’ll blame L-B, because I was on the phone with her when the time came to start the leg pattern. Didja hear that, L-B? Your fault.
Thanks again for all your kind comments and get-well wishes. (I did notice that when Lucy posted to the blog, she got far more comments than I do when I posted knitting pictures, but I’m going to pretend that is a coincidence. I’m not bitter.) This respiratory thing that knocked me down is one of the nastiest bugs I’ve had in a very long time. Anything that saps my will to knit is a force to be reckoned with. I did go to work today, but left early and came home to lounge around like a lady of leisure.
(My boss stopped by around 10am and I told her if it was okay with her I was gonna leave at noon. She replied “Holy –expletive deleted– why don’t you leave now?” Yes, I was a vision of loveliness today.)
So, I haven’t touched the Maltese shawl since Sunday morning, when I last felt like a human being. I still don’t feel like picking it up, so I’ll let it sit quietly in the knitting bag for the time being. I’ve got plenty of time — it is to be a gift, but I don’t need it to be completed for a couple of months. Still, I hate leaving anything for too long, for fear the bloom will fade from it and I will become disenchanted with it. I think this is why I pretty much knit things one-at-a-time. If I were to have too many works in progress, I’d get sick of them and never return to them. So I dare not let the Maltese shawl languish too long. It’s a fine line.
Here is Lucy, contemplating a crochet hook and trying not very successfully to not look superior.