Come mid-February, the winter doldrums start to set in. I’m officially tired of my winter coat, tired of my boots, tired of the early dark, tired of the grey skies and grey slush.
Come mid-February, every year, the same things happen. I could set my watch by them: First, I knit myself a new hat. By this time, I’ve been wearing the same hat since December, and I’m deeply bored of it.
I also start to crave color: bright, outrageous, silly color.
Which results in something like this:
(This is the Stray leopard print hat, but worked in colors that only I would think were a good idea.)
Turns out I’m not the only who suffers this problem. Friend of Knitty Sue showed me her solution. I do like it, as it doesn’t require any new yarn purchases: leftover sock yarn socks!
This isn’t a new idea, but it’s the pure insanity of Sue’s iteration that I adore: no more than 10 rounds of a color before changing.
They’re clearly a pair, because Sue has used a solid color for the heels and toes. Of course.
So as soon as my hat-of-questionable-taste is complete, I’ve starting into my own leftover sock yarn socks.