Okay, June to September and I've been talking about Ireland all this time, but of course there was knitting. First the travel knitting. I already had socks on the needles but they were almost done, and not for me- so I set them aside, and cast on something new- I wasn't going to haul even a small knit all over Ireland when it would likely be done before the plane left the ground, and it wasn't something I could wear on the trip. So, travel socks.
Undine, which I modified with a picot hem cuff and my usual flap heel. I'm very happy with them.
I actually finished them a couple of days before the end of the trip- and while Ireland was full of yarn, none of the places I was had sock yarn. So I brought home yarn for a sweater, but spent the last couple of days of the trip fiddling around with the leftovers from these socks- which I eventually frogged as it wasn't really what I wanted to knit.
Once I got home I whipped through the last couple of inches of the chevron socks, and barely had time to block and photograph them before catching up with the friend they were knit for and giving the away.
Naturally there was assistance- here's Biscuit helping me write Ireland posts.
With those two pairs of socks done, I had to cast on another set. Because there must always be socks. It's a rule. The yarn is my souvenir yarn from Berlin last fall.
Holly over at Fish Belly Fiber Works is running. She's got luscious new yarns in the store at the moment. If you click that link, you can't say I didn't warn you. And then - because there must always be socks- I cast on the next pair, out of another gift skein.
And that brings us up to the present. Absent work, the house, a dying refrigerator (now replaced) and a social calendar that has had us doing something nearly every weekend since we got back. And a few weekdays, too. Whew! I'm not really ready for summer to be over but September is buzzing along, so I guess it's coming whether I'm ready or not.