I have become obsessed lately about learning this new technique for sock heels. I don’t know why I am the way I am, but I love mastering new knitting techniques. A few weeks ago I read about this this heel and decided to figure it out. [There are two great sites with directions, www.knitlist.com/2002/ToeUpSock.htm and http://hipknitism.com/classes/basic_ribbed_socks/lesson4.shtml (lesson 4: Sherman heel) (also,has modified chart for various size socks, invaluable!). I needed all three to get the job done, however. ] I have knit several pairs of socks over the past couple years, but was searching for a better heel, one that be more easily replaceable, or just more easily mended. The thing I really like about it is that I can memorize the pattern, well, I haven’t yet, but I know I can if I do it a couple more times! I liked the heel flap and gusset, makes a lovely sock, but it’s very time consuming, this definitely is faster. I was going to put photos of my socks up, but they are both in incredibly dark yarns and the heel stitches are hard to see. So why am I blabbing about it? Because I am having a ‘Yay!’ knitting moment. At times I get into a rut and think I’m not a very good knitter, and then I try something that seemed difficult at first, wrestle it a bit, and DO IT!! It’s just completely cool.
I know a lady at church who only knits garter stitch washcloths and always the same pattern. Why? Because that’s all she knows how to knit. She has absolutely no interest in any other aspectof knitting, I’m not sure she can even purl. I know she’s happy in her ignorance, and content to have a bit of handiwork to help her through her quiet moments; she’s told me this. But I’ve always thought it sad that she’s not on the Knitting Journey. What makes us different? She just doesn’t want to work at it, is that it? She only likes a little knitting? She’s not a Knitter, merely a knitter? What makes someone a Knitter? I don’t get it. I didn’t ask for this. I fell bass-akwards into it. I learned to cast on and the runaway train did the rest. I didn’t have a choice. Knitting chose me. I have met some fascinating people on this journey, made some wonderful friends, come to appreciate handcrafted things and the artists who make them, learned some amazing things about history andpeople, met some adorable sheep, alpaca, goats, bunnies, and the people who care for them, and learned the art of giving gifts from the heart. And most impressive of all, I have done things with two sticks and string that I never would have believed I could. The greatest part of it all is that the journey never ends.
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