The simple take along socks I cast on and introduced here back in mid-April, merino bamboo nylon fingering weight base that I dyed in shades of pink, are done. I wanted a cable sock that played nicely with variegated yarn so pulled out my copy of the book Harmony Guide to Aran and Fair Isle Knitting and started flipping through. Page 46 upper left hand corner just jumped up and grabbed me. C9X. The photo there reminds me of a dolphin kind of skip jumping through the sea. It is not a complicated stitch in that there is only one cross over every 16 rounds, but that cross over requires 2 cable needles. Tiny stitches, eyesight, fumbly fingers, 2 cable needles at the same time - there's the challenge. What the heck. The socks are for me to experiment with so I plunged in. 2 inch rib cuff, six inches of cable on either side of the leg with 3 garter stitches surrounding the cables, the rest is stockinette. Easy. With just a bit of fiddly stuff while C9Xing. The last C9X ended conveniently at the ankle and split off nicely with the gusset. But all that stockinette, while nicely showing off the variegation, is kind of boring in a sock. I'd love it in a simple sweater but it bugs me in the sock. And I didn't like the cable's starting position. Could not bring myself to start the second sock knowing I didn't like the arrangement. Nor did I want to rip it all out. The solution? Fraternal socks. Second sock cables start at cast on and form a nice little puffed out design element. And I decided to carry the rib all the way to the toe. C9X though stops at the ankle. The cross over forms a tight hard knot and would be most uncomfortable squashed between foot and shoe. Much happier with sock 2, though not so much with how C9X merges with the gusset in this version. Next pair offers a chance to finesse that part.
At some point, I decided to search C9X and discovered someone has named it bridge stitch. I can see that. And named this pair Bridge It Socks.
This morning I wanted to get some better photos of the socks (any excuse to wear hand knit wool socks, right?) . I have a 3 month old bunny buck who is too old to continue living with his mother but no extra hutch available, so he's been living in the house in a smaller cage and getting time to run on the deck every morning. Bunny does not have a name because he is for sale and naming them makes it more difficult to let go. He likes company, so I put on my socks, grabbed my camera and joined the bunny on the deck. This is what happened.
Bunny is a photo bomber!