I finished them last night. I think I say this every time I finish a pair of socks, but these may be my favorite. I may have written that exact sentence on the last pair. I should go check.
In knitting these socks, I learned that I love cotton socks. I will knit more socks from cotton. I guess I will see how they hold up or if they stretch, etc., but they are very comfy. Of course those sentiments may be partially driven by the fact that when we went outside this morning to take the pictures, I was pretty sure we stepped outside into an underwater world. It was that humid. So cotton felt great.
Bobbles are nothing to be afraid of. (hmm… Bobbles are nothing of which to be afraid?) Once I got going with the right knitting needles, they were a breeze. They just require a little practice at first. And sometimes, I would start a bobble and that beginning k1 p1 series of stitches would look terrible. Luckily, it’s very easy to just pull that out and do it again. Bobbles are cool. Davey calls them bumps, and he wants some bumpy socks.
I’d say that trying to get that picot edging just right was more challenging than the bobbles. I do love a picot edging though. I think it’s really pretty.
I love the shorter length of this sock. I can see a whole bunch of hand-knit summery cotton socks in my future.