Spring has sprung and then some roundabout Exit 151 – after all the rain, it's suddenly, unseasonably hot, which is accelerating spring bloom like crazy. Yesterday (Easter Sunday) 70% of the cherry trees in Branch Brook Park were at peak bloom – two weeks before cherry blossom festival weekend. Naturally, I had to go for a frolic.
Whilst frolicking, I was eliminated from Sock Madness. More precisely, I'm out of the competition but still included as a cheerleader – I get all the patterns, but no glory. Ah well, I shan't cry; life goes on.
It seemed appropriate to start Skew by Lana Holden on April Fool's Day, but it turned out the joke's on me – the unusual construction of the sock means a certain amount of fussing to get proper fit, particularly for smaller feet or feet with nonstandard proportions (the designer gives helpful advice on her blog). Once that's done, the knitting is straightforward, no more challenging than mitered mittens or Clapotis. I'm not sure why the pattern merits being rated Piquant.
Gentle readers may detect a whiff of danger in those remarks. Strange how I never tire of the simple beauty of cherry blossoms, yet some knitting turns insipid quickly. Would that my kniting were as lovely as a tree!