sisterly love

I have promised my sister a pair of socks.  I knit her these socks:

They were much too small so I finished them and gave them to someone at late night who had never had a pair of hand knit socks (and of course they fit her).  I never even took a completed picture. 

I started again with my first ball of trekking.  I cast on more stitches and had my sister give me a few more measurements.  They were going along nicely, the foot seemed to fit and it was time to turn the heel which I was almost through when I discovered this dropped stitch.

I had no choice but to take the heel back out and soon the sock looked like this:

Well, I turned the heel again, changed needle sizes and added stitches to better fit the ankle.  Now I am worried about running out of yarn.  The socks look so big (when compared to the ones I make for my freakishly small feet) so without further ado I started knitting the second sock from the other end of yarn.

I sure hope they fit this time.

Comments

[Phyl]

Socks look so easy but figuring out sizing, even on my own socks, is a bit of a challenge. I can't wait to finish a pair so I have a template!

[isel]

Are you coming tonight? I wanna see the Trekking!
Or did you say you were going somewhere? I can't remember...
Anyway, you'll be happy to know I finished the sweater from hell. >:|

[Cynthia]

I love the trekking; that dropped stitch totally sucks (actually my first thought was the F word); I am sure your sister will love your dedication to getting her the right fit. It is so much less stressful to knit socks for yourself - you can fit as you go. They look really good!

[Dirt Under Her Nails]

Im filled with wonder and awe and a little intimidation as I watch the progress of these socks, clearly I will have to buy opera tickets or have tea with the queen in order to wear these socks at an occasion worthy of the sweat and tears that have gone into them. It will be a shame to wear them out to the chicken yard...
Love,
Sis