I can't really say that my Trek Along yarn actually "trekked" during the month of June, but it did come along to many places with me. The yarn is Trekking #126, ordered from Abundant Yarn, I think maybe the only place in this country carrying that colorway. It was in my knitting bag as we canoed past this pink lily a few weeks ago:
The first sock had some set backs, twice when I wasn't happy with the toe, and once when the heel, using this pattern, ended up looking like a pointy elf hat for the foot. Then, it came along to the beach one afternoon while I ignored it, preferring instead to pretend I was a quilter, browsing quilting catalogs and pictures of Denyse Schmidt's studio. The sock/yarn came to the beach two other times as well where it gained a few rows between dips in the lake to cool off (me, not the yarn):
On Saturday at noon (yes, already into July now) the finished first sock and the toe of the second one came along as R and I sought out the last of the wild rose buds for the necklace he wanted to make for a wedding present for Shannon. At home, while he worked on the necklace inside, I sat outside under the roof of the woodshed to keep dry, knitting to keep from fretting about the thunderstorm threatening to drench the wedding ceremony:
Later that afternoon, the clouds parted wide open and the sun shone through just as everyone started arriving at Shannon's parents' house and seating themselves for the ceremony. Even though I'm sure it would have been socially acceptable to knit during the wedding ceremony and reception of a fellow knitting blogger, the socks and yarn remained tucked in my bag during the beautiful and sweet ceremony and while we square danced the night away under the blue skies and big tent:
and through the late-night tricks and day-after-the-wedding antics:
and as I ogled all the flowers from the wedding and the three wedding shawls Shannon knit for herself, her sister, and her new sister-in-law (she can share them with you herself). After the Newlywed Sunday Brunch, I sat awhile with her sister, parents, aunts, uncles, and cousins on the big front porch where she and S were married the day prior. I was turning the heel on the second sock while Shannon turned the heels on a pair of fantastic STR socks, of course:
Both June and this wedding weekend flew by so quickly. So, despite good intentions, no actual trekking of the "hiking" sort occured. Stay tuned to see where these socks trek to on Thursday!
