For several months, my brother (who is also my roommate) has been complaining that I knit things for everybody except him. Ignoring for the moment the fact that “everybody” is far too broad a term to use in this situation, as I have knit things for nowhere near the six billion plus people who inhabit the earth, he did have a point.
So I knit him these.
that is the sweetest thing. how long does a labor of love like that take?
A few weeks, but that’s mostly because I just knit in my spare time. I actually got special sock yarn that makes the pattern itself, so these were actually far easier to make than they appear.
Just imagine, if you were ever marooned on an island with your knitting needles and wool, you would never be without fashionable footwear.
Ohmygoodness. Three Sundays ago I was coming downtown on the 1/9 and there was this lovely young man knitting these very socks, and I talked to him for several stops about how cool his knitting project was, while my boyfriend gave me the ‘Must you always pick up young men who knit on the subway?’ look. Your (?) sister had just gotten off the train and I angled to get her seat just so I could gawk at the knitting project. You’re so cool, Dr. Faustus!
Nothing says love like warm, comfy feet.
This reminds me, I have a half-finished scarf for you (once I finish it, of course).
i love your blog!
Faustus, those socks have rendered me speechless; which is rare.
Interesting that that in US English “So I knit him these” is acceptable usage. In UK English it’d have to be ” So I knitted him these”
Aussie Admirer, if I were marooned on an island, not only would I never run out of fashionable footwear, but I suspect that most, if not all, of my other problems would be solved as well. Deb, how thrilling to know this–that conversation put me in a good mood for hours. It was a friend, though, as I have no sister. Jeff, if warm, comfy feet say love, what does a warm, comfy neck say? Jey, thank you. You have impeccable taste. Campbell, “knitted” is more common here but “knit,” though it has a somewhat archaic flavor, is also acceptable. Perhaps I was feeling archaic. Or maybe just old.
Awe, that’s so nice!!
A warm, comfy neck is thus protected from the vampires, demons, and forces of darkness. By the way, did I mention my niece wants to be a vampire slayer? I would tell her they don’t exist, but my dating history suggests otherwise.
And you are not old — because if you are, that just means I’m even older….
You are an artist. Van Gogh didn’t do what you did.
My humble compliments.
Nice! They’re almost as nice as the ones you knit for me and the entire population of Zaire last wednesday!
can i link your blog? thanks!:)
Wow! Those are nice. Now how do I get my brother to knit a scarf for me?
Wayne, you are too kind. Jeff, you dated a vampire slayer? Goncourt, on the one hand, I’d love it if these socks sold for tens of millions of dollars; on the other hand, I’d prefer it to happen before my death and without my having to cut off one of my ears. M@, I’m glad you and Zaire like the socks. I’m working on Burkina Faso (formerly Upper Volta) now. Jey, of course you can–I’m honored. Plumpernickel, the first step is to move in with him. Which may or may not be worth it.
Er? Oh please, those are a pair of FINNNNEE socks!! I love the colors!!! (It’d be a miracle if I can sew or knit anything that is wear-able)
i think those socks are cool! i want some!
Harumph….and I never got that knitted dildo cozy that you promised…. 🙂
wow. Very Benettonish. 🙂