Diluvian
When I was a kid I found watching raindrops on the windows of a car absolutely hypnotic. I was convinced they were holding raindrop races. I worked out a whole series of rules and victory conditions and stories for the individual drops. We’ll just say I had a rich inner life and leave it at that.
From the first minute I cast these on, the combination of color and pattern reminded me of my raindrop races. I find these almost as hypnotic. I’ll get a proper picture with feet some time soon, but I had to show these off now.
I did the same thing with the raindrops. I always thought the ones that merged with another drop were cheating.
The socks are (of course!) gorgeous.
They’re terrific. And I like “diluvian” which I presume is their name. I loved the raindrops too, but just got lost in them in a pretty nonverbal way. Still…
I too was a raindrop watcher in the car. When I ride in the car today I still sometimes play the game — if I can’t knit. They just don’t seem to behave the way they did in my parents’ 1972 Chevy Pickup we drove.
Oh and the socks are awesome — I really like the reversed sole on the one.