The pink buds are opening.
As are the yellow. But they aren’t –
yellow that is.
The S1 from Heidelberg to Landstuhl goes through valleys and the Pfalzischer Wald. Trees, old mountain peaks, and streams dotted with small towns. The two plaques guard the door to the Bahnhof, just so that you know where you are.
With all that time on the train, I finished the Sea Dragons. Ankle sock length again. It makes the tops just spin by, but the foot then feels like it takes forever.
60 stitches around. Pattern repeat is 6 stitches across and 14 rows long. needles 2,5 Colonial Rosewoods (I love the sharp points)
Between Neustadt and Ludwigshafen while talking to a wonderful woman and her son, I cast on for a pair of Chain Link Socks out Monarch Sock Yarn – Hott colorway from Angora Valley. I absolutely adore this yarn. It is high twist with little of the blur out that some dyers seem to have. The colors are intense and pure – even in the lighter coloured skeins of which I have several. And her pricing is great.
Now that I am home, it is back to the Sockapalooza. And hope at 81 I am that sharp, with good conversational skills and a memory full of history coupled with the ability to make it come alive for others. Even if we (her son and I ) could not convince her that the German word for gasoline or petrol – Benzin – hat keinem Zusammenhang mit dem Motorenbauer Carl Benz.