There's something about Koigu...

I can't help it. I am powerless to resist the siren song of Koigu when it falls out of the stash closet, and before I know what is happening, the skein is on the swift and I'm clamping the ball winder to the coffee table.

I'm using my Signature needles for these socks, the needles that Wichita got me for my birthday last year, because I thought it would be appropriate to use them for my knitting this weekend.

During his graduation ceremony. (Finally.)