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New Zealand Knitting - the "interesting" project

After the first week in New Zealand I realised I would probably finish Leon's jumper, possibly while we were hiking the Queen Charlotte Track. When we got off the bus in Kaikora I looked across the road and saw this:
 Baskets full of yarn! Unfortunately they didn't have any plain sock yarn, so I picked up a multi-coloured ball of New Zealand made sock yarn to make a pair of sneaker liners. They didn't have any plain colours, so I decided to go as variegated as possible. I chose the Sunday Swing pattern from Knitty, although I reversed the second sock. You can barely tell, because they are so busy. Also, you can see that they pooled differently. That's because, despite being knit on the same needles, with the same number of stitches and straight after each other over a period of four days: the one I knit first is noticeably larger than the second one. Oh well, knitting is a mysterious business, and these are a wearable, and quite special, memento from a wonderful holiday.
 

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