Knitting · Leg Warmers

Fill your boots

You might remember my leg warmers earlier in the summer at midnight and in the woods. These leg warmers got around before they were done. I knitted a few rows here and a couple of rows there. This is what they look like now all done.

Leg warmers

These were the perfect things to knit when out and about. No thumbs, no heels, nothing but straightforward stockinette. Row counting was the only thing besides straightforward stockinette knitting. I’m quite new to knitting outside and I have to say that to me it’s not so much about knitting as such but more about being able to knit outside if I wanted to. Some kind of mental thing, I think. I almost always knitted just a few rows at the time. And it was great.

Leg warmers in action

The leg warmers were knitted with Finnish Novita’s Nalle Taika yarn, which is 75% wool and 25% polyamide and nicely variegated. The reason I’ve wanted to knit leg warmers in the first place was because so often in the winter one ends up with a boot full of snow. It’s awful. First it’s nothing but slowly the snow starts to melt and then you’ll have a wet sock, a wet boot and eventually cold feet and ankles. The plan is that the bottom of the leg warmers go over the boots and stop the snow getting into the boots. Obviously the leg warmers work in autumn, too, but they mostly just keep the legs a bit warmer then.

Coffee break in the woods

I don’t remember what the name of this colourway is but perhaps it has something to do with autumn. It certainly is very autumnal.

Happy knitting!

Knitting · Leg Warmers · WIP

Knit with a view

I, like perhaps most knitters, take a knitting for long car or train journeys and anywhere where you know you have to wait, like in a health centre. Recently I’ve started to take a knitting for a walk and hike, too. I’ve read about many knitters who knit and walk at the same time. I would probably go flying if I did that because I mostly walk in the forest and quite often there is no path at all, or if there is one, it’s full of roots, rocks, sticks and other foresty things that would make you trip over if you didn’t look where you were going.

Instead, I do my walking first and then sit down somewhere nice on a rock or a tree stump and do a bit of knitting while admiring the view. Sometimes I take a flask of coffee, too.

Knitting in the woods

I love walking in the forest. Did you know that it’s well researched that walking in the forest lowers your heart rate and blood pressure, eases muscle tension, calms the mind and help lower stress? Add knitting and I’m so calm I’m practically in a coma! Seriously though, I’m certain it’s true and I always feel miles better after I spend time in the woods.

Knitting in the woods

I always try to have a simple sock or mitten knitting handy for walkies (although this time it was a leg warmer). Below is the project bag I take with me. Before it became a project bag it used to be a toddler’s spaghetti strap summer top. I turned it so that the straps were in the middle and sewed a seam to the bottom. Done. It’s just big enough to take a sock or mitten knitting and it easily folds into a rucksack or camera bag.

My project bag

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Knitting · Leg Warmers · Outdoors

A Midsummer Night’s Ramble

I always aim to get to bed in good time and be fast asleep well before midnight. Sometimes I choose to live dangerously, and instead of going to bed, I put my walking boots on and head to a nearby hill. From late May till mid July we have the midnight sun, which means that in that time the sun doesn’t set at all. The night is, well, almost like day.

Midnight Sun

Here it is, the midnight sun, and it won’t get any lower than that. The climb to this hill is quite easy, despite the boulder field. It’s quite strange though, because it looks like day (or perhaps an early evening would be better) but it’s very quiet, there are almost no cars on the roads and obviously no one climbing on hills. We’ve got the place to ourselves – mind you, it’s not exactly heaving with people here any other time, either.

As we were climbing up, the song ‘mad dogs and English men go out in the midnight sun’. It seemed quite fitting, the hubby being an English man. But does that make me the mad dog?

Midnight

This view shows the light better, the sun being behind the camera. Somewhere down there is our house.

Midnight

I love climbing well above the street level. Being higher up gives you a nice feeling of space. There is no one breathing down your neck. There is elbow space. And I love the peace and quiet. Here, one really could swing the proverbial cat!

Midnight knitting

This particular night was quite windy and not very warm. I thought about taking mittens but left them because, hey, it’s the middle of the summer. Boy, did I regret that. After knitting just a moment, my fingers were so cold that it became almost impossible to hold the needles. What kind of a knitter am I? My house is full of various handwear: mittens, fingerless mittens, gloves, you name it, and I go out without ANY of them. How stupid. I’ve made it a rule now NEVER to leave the house without mittens of some description in my rucksack. Even in the summer.

When we got home, I checked the temperature: +3°C. I don’t know what it was with the windchill.

Midnight knitting

Would this qualify as ‘knitting in public’? I’ve started to take my knitting with me a lot more than I used to. It’s nice to sit down after some hiking and climbing and knit while admiring the view. My usual ‘KIP’ would be knitting in a health centre waiting room, in a train or in a cafe. Knitting on top of a hill, practically in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of the night, is not so public, although it IS a public place.

Midnight knitting

I’m knitting leg warmers, if you were wondering. Something I’ve been meaning to knit for years.

As I’m writing this, we have moved on and the sun has started to set below the horizon again. Not that you’d notice yet. By the end of August we’ll see stars at night again. And so it goes.

Happy midnight knitting!