I should say “humbled,” but more on that in a minute. I am speechless, though. You like them, you really, really like them! I’ve loved these socks since the minute they came together in my head. But as I began the heel flap, I went over the moon. I hope it’s the same for everyone who knits Jane’s Hedgerows.
I’m grateful to Lisa of Wildhorse Farm Designs for being so gracious about the name thing. I love her sock designs, and when I found out that she’s had a Hedgerow pattern for ages, I was, shall we say, mortified. Google is our friend; I should have done some research.
And Clara? They don’t call her the Queen Bee for nothing. I love Knitter’s Review for a million reasons, but Clara and her most excellent newsletter are at the top of the list.
Then there’s Ravelry…3 projects (one of them is mine, but still) and in 35 queues. And the Tilt and Whirl pattern is already in the hands of all the Spirit Trail Sock club members. ‘Nuff said.
So this has been an amazing week. Sock madness and work madness converged and created Jane madness. It was a week of rainy days and frantic vacationers, of not enough staff (and two of them brand new), of too many books to order and receive and shelve, of an unexpected off-site event that coincided with a planned in-store event.
The result was general exhaustion and a really painful and sore foot. I’m hobbled. No wonder — I actually spent 12 solid hours in the store on Saturday, at full tilt. Rest is all that I am planning for today.
I might spend some time gazing at this yarn:
It’s Spirit Trail Fiberworks worsted weight 100% silk, and it arrived on Thursday, the second installment in the Yarns with Spirit club. Shelia’s lacey pattern is a delight, too. Oh my goodness.
Thank you, thank you to everyone who has commented or emailed or posted on the KR forums. I am delighted, and so grateful. You’ve helped make this adventure a lot less frightening than I thought it was going to be.
I’m going to go knit something (want to bet it will be worsted weight silk, something lacey, perhaps?). In just one week, the Summer Season will be over. I can’t wait for September. I think I can hold out for that long.
Not Plain Jane 