I'm catching up after a trip to the Pine Tree State, where sometimes it rained and sometimes it looked like this. Ah!
Divers adventures occurred, not least the taming of the sock yarn. Many thanks to all those who made suggestions – they were helpful and encouraging! But it would seem I was 'way overthinking the beastie. All that was needed to stop the madness and show off its well-balanced rainbow of saturated tertiary colors was a contrast picot hem and an expanse of stockinette. Ah-ha!
After that, the loud yarn quietly knit up into another Cedar architecture sock à la New Pathways by Cat Bordhi. I rather like how the yarn flashes at the ankle (teehee) where the arch expansion is, then resumes its subtle repetition on the foot.
Every sock deserves an adventure, so this one went on a favorite hike to the first summit of Acadia Mountain. Also in my hat: water, fruit jellies, and cherry tomatoes from home. The trail to the second summit descends the ledges to the right, then climbs again.
More adventures after I do the laundry!