I forget sometimes that, as a knitter, one invariably end up as someone's knitter.
When preparing for the Christmas holiday, I realized that in the six(!) years since my beloved mother's passing, that someone has been sorely missing his hand knits. And given that my dad is the man who has everything and needs nothing, something hand crafted was the perfect way to go.
If you plan on doing something similar, be sure you know the sizing and rough proportions of the feet for whom you're knitting. 100 hours is a long time to invest in knitting the wrong size. Fortunately, I hit the size mark this time. Not my first rodeo, my friends.
All of the pairs are knitting toe-up, one at a time on a 2.25mm needle, magic loop style. All use my Toe up Socks for the Stubborn template for a nicely fitted flap and gusset construction. I used an assortment of wool/nylon blends for durability and machine washability. Think Opal, Kroy, Lion Brand and the like.
And, since, you'll ask where such a cute, kicky box came from, it was the box my flat iron came in, when I had slightly longer hair. And it just barely fits a week's worth of socks, though there's something really nice about a box that's quite literally busting at the seams with hand knitted goodness.
Behold, the box:
And the contents!
Have you taken on any Big, Hairy, Audacious Projects of late?