Rainy Days and Mondays...
There has been progress on the trekking sock. It's looking and fitting quite well. I'm really loving them. I mean it, there is only one so far.



I decided to try them on this morning, just to make sure the length was right after putting in the short row heel and knitting about an inch into the leg. The foot length is perfect, just wonderful, the heel fits properly, all is well. Except that I have been ignoring the fact that the foot has seemed tight the entire time I have been knitting them. I have been in some kind of delusional knitting zone with these socks. They were tight every time I tried them on to gauge the length, but I kept thinking that was OK, I don't mind socks that hug my feet.
This morning the magic spell these socks had cast on me suddenly went away. I could tell that they were squeezing my foot so tight that it would be impossible to wear them for more than a minute without restricting my circulation. The problem is not really the foot (see, still delusional) but the place the sock turns at the ankle. I tried really hard to believe that I could fix that for about 5 minutes, but came to the sad conclusion that it is off to the frog pond for the socks.