Merry belated Christmas, one and all! I hope your holiday was full of fun and family and festivities. I had two very nice Christmases, one with each side of the family. Silas got more gifts than he knew what do with - literally. As soon as he opened a gift he wanted to play with it, and he couldn't be distracted by anything like opening another gift!
I am almost finished with his sweater - just a few more teensy little sleeve rounds to go, and I can start weaving in ends (yippee). In the meantime, (and for the purposes of the Yarn Along) I have my dedicated Thursday UnFinished Object to work on.
Oh, John Anderson's Kilt Hose. How much I've learned from your humble little webpage. Toe-up construction, short-rows, Magic Loop, the Eye of the Partridge, traditional Highland dress guidelines . . .
The yarn is Lion Brand Wool-Ease in Oxford Gray, which is my grey standard. When I'm contemplating making something grey, I picture it in this yarn. The pattern suggests using a worsted weight yarn and size 3 needles, to create a stock sturdy enough to stand up by itself (and then soften with washing and wear). It is producing a dense but still squishy fabric that should hold up to a lot of wear and washing - I've had pretty good luck with my first pair of Wool-Ease socks, though they're fuzzing and pilling something fierce these days. They are warm and cozy, so although the little knitted bumps of the wrong side of the fabric against my feet are sometimes more irritating than massage-like after a full day of standing on them, they are still my go-to pair of socks for seriously cold days.
The book, Rilla of Ingleside, is a much-worn library discard copy - thank Heaven for free library discards! I've read it once before, and I came back to it recently because I recalled it to have a lot of sock knitting in it. I haven't reached that part yet. So far the main character is still shallow and very fifteen, which annoyed me when I first read it and hasn't improved with time at all. As I remember it's going to take almost all of the book before she becomes a sensible human being, but I suppose all teenagers take a long span to mellow into something presentable, even with WWI as a harrowing backdrop. Besides the sock knitting I remember really liking this book for the perspective it gave on the Canadian homefront - what the War looked like to the women trying to hold things together at home while their husbands, sons, brothers, and sweethearts fought so very far away. And of course, it's L.M. Montgomery, so there's a wealth of beautiful scenery, quirky and endearing human characters, and plenty of warmth, humor, and piquant sadness, and a little poetry.