I love sock-knitting. It’s the perfect portable project. I have to spend a lot of my time waiting for other people. I am not good at waiting and doing nothing. Knitting keeps me sane and my fingers from tearing sheets of paper into small pieces or playing with candles or flowers that happened to be within reach.
For me knitting is very much about the process, I find it relaxing, interesting and exciting. And I think people who don’t knit like seeing people who knit. A few weeks ago I was knitting in an airport and the elderly lady in seat next to me said that it was so lovely to see someone knitting. I also love the fact that as a knitter I am able to make beautiful, useful things for myself and others. And I don’t think anyone can have too many socks.

I think I must have knit more than twenty pairs of socks this year. Several of them left my house before I could photograph them. I know however that they are greatly appreciated and frequently worn.

The socks in the pictures are Christmas gifts for friends and family. Every year I tell myself to plan ahead, but I never listen . One pair was knit in June, the rest in the last weeks. And there still is an unfinished sock on the needles, I hope I will be able to finish it by Saturday.

From left to right:
Plain stockinette sock in Trekking XXL (I don’t remember the colourway)
Spey Valley from Knitting on the Road by Nancy Bush, in medium weight Socks that Rock, Pink Granite.
A simple ribbed pair of socks (k 6, p 2), in 4 ply Regia color
Traveller’s stocking from Knitting on the Road by Nancy Bush, 4 ply Opal Uni.