As you may perhaps recall, a few months ago The Boy and I took a stroll to a little stream in the woods for a bit of a photo shoot. Just as a public service announcement, I’m still not sure splashing around in freezing water with pneumonia is a good idea. I am, in fact, fairly sure it is not a good idea. But it was entertaining. And cold.
The photos were for Heather’s charming new book What Would Madame Defarge Knit?, which came out this weekend. It’s a collection of patterns based on characters from classic literature. You can see a bit more about it here.
I, perhaps not surprisingly, based my pattern on The Call of Cthulhu. Everyone has their quirks. Lovecraft is one of mine. I have no good explanation for why I find his writing so charming. There really is no good reason. Yet I am helpless before it.
The socks are unapologetically quirky. Wee grabby tentacles creep up over your foot and wrap around your ankle. The cables are marked out by changes in texture and framed by lots of tiny cables. You can either follow the charts exactly, or experiment with some changes of your own. They’re surprisingly subtle, for something covered in squirmy feelers. Make yourself a pair and perhaps they’ll keep you safe when the Old Ones rise.