In Which the Pirate is Part of a Generational Tradition.

Mom told me that she’d been teaching her granddaughters (my niecelings) to knit, that all three of them had caught on, and that I should bring a project to her house so that we could all knit together. As I mentioned in my previous post, I didn’t have anything that was in a good spot to be a traveling project. But instead of saying no, I cast on for a new sock. This is Trekking XXL in colourway 66, which was a gift from Janis to me a Very Long Time ago. Before I started the blog. Before Ravelry even existed. (It was a birthday present. In 2007.) I feel badly that I haven’t knit it up before now, but now I am! I decided to go with my own Sibling Socks pattern, as the other pair I have is super-comfy.

Even though I have several other projects on the needles right now, I’m really glad I started this sock so I could bring it along, because otherwise we wouldn’t have gotten this picture of all six of us knitting (well, my SIL is crocheting, but that still counts) together. How fantastic is this?

Also, I should point out, my dad *made* all those yarn bowls. I’m trying to convince him to open an online shop for his work. Aren’t they lovely?

Having a new traveling sock gave me something to do at the car dealership while I was waiting for my annual inspection, too. I’ve made a little bit of progress and now the oil-slick colours are really starting to show up nicely. It’s slow-ish going with 80 stitches on size 0 (2mm) needles, but I enjoy the feel of the yarn and I know I’ll be glad to have the finer-gauge socks in my drawer when it starts getting cooler out but is still too warm for the thicker ones.