sock darning 101

A couple of months ago I set out to replenish my supply of socks with ones that would be repairable and not end up in the garbage when they wore out. I also wanted to see if I could acquire them through non-monetized exchange (see Charles Eisenstein and his book Sacred Economics for more on that concept). With a little bit of effort on Facebook, I eventually had a friend come through with a set of wool socks that her grandmother had made, and in exchange I gave her a mix-tape of a bunch of music that I’ve been liking lately.

Last week came the fateful day when these hand-me-down socks succumbed to the forces of entropy and needed to be darned. Here is my story:

I started out by heading to Prairie Lily Knitting to pick up some yarn and a darning needle. (I have dreams of eventually collecting our dog’s shed hair and getting someone to spin it into yarn… but for now the commercial variety will have to do). Having managed to squeeze my way out of the conversation in which the middle aged woman behind the counter congratulated me on not getting my mom to darn my socks for me, I made it to the car with my new implements in hand and my pocket four dollars lighter.

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After a little bit of informative Youtube-ing (ahhh, so relaxing…), I was ready to begin. It is not a complex process. You basically Β turn the sock inside out and stick a tennis ball in it. Β Then stitch horizontally across the hole, then vertically going over under over under, then I went ahead and did a diagonal stitch as well just for good measure.

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The pictures are perhaps a little difficult to parse. But watch the relaxing Youtube video above and you’ll know everything you need to in about 3 minutes. It’s definitely not rocket science.

So there you have it! Now my sock is as good as new… Or indeed probably better than new in the place that it’s darned! Here it is turned back right side out, and ready to encase my foot.

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After this I even went ahead and darned a couple of other socks because I was on a roll. My pair of woolies worked fine, and even my thin dejected Walmart socks patched up very nicely. My friends this is the Promised Land… and the socks are warm and cozy.

 

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