I am slogging my way through one of my own sock patterns. Slogging because in a fit of let’s-make-socks-fit-for-the-queen madness I threw in just about every trick I could think of: twisted stitches, twisted crosses, wraps, lace. One the first go round Friday, I dropped a stitch after working 32 rounds and, after a long stretch of muttering and puttering, admitted I was not going to be able to fix things and just pulled out the needles and undid the whole thing. Yesterday, I had better luck and made it all the way to the heel flap. To get the look I want on the slip stitches, I’m having to slip them as if purling through the back loop.
Is this a lovely design coming to its realization or is it just baroque madness? (“Too many notes in it,” as the king said to Mozart in Amadeus.)
Good luck!
I’m not saying anything. (locking my lips and throwing away the key!!!)(with a smug look on my face)
Keep going! Love to see them done.