The socks are saved!

Daphne from The Knittery is a Goddess, walking the earth in the guise of a purveyor of fine yarns.

You may recall that I emailed her after discovering my sock-related plight. She promptly emailed me back, saying that my particular blend of wool/cashmere sock had been discontinued(!), but that she'd managed to find a partial skein left over in the colourway I needed (which she then sold to me at a vastly discounted price). I am very, very grateful.

Hallelujah!

In the meantime, I've been channeling my knitting mojo into Christmas dishcloths.

I am now well and truly sick of this pattern, as simple and effective as it is. (Kgirl asked if I do anything to make the edges of the dishcloths look nicer, to which I must answer: no. I'm not that much of a perfectionist, and come on! They're dishcloths!) I'm thinking it's time for some miters. Thick, chunky, garter stitch miters.

I have four more Christmas dishcloths to make, and then I won't be knitting another dishcloth for a long, long time.