You can't stop me.
Don't even try.
Hopefully, after my dip in the frog pond, I will come up with a refreshed perspective on this sock yarn.
I first saw Whitby by Nancy Bush here and here. They each inspired me to get try knitting these socks. Well, Mr. Rogers wasn't singing very loudly, because I rushed right in up to my knees. Bought the yarn (I chose a Louet Gems yarn, thinking I would stick to pattern specs) and cast on . . . with the wrong weight yarn. But, I was adventurous and thought I could forge ahead with some minor adaptations. Riiight. So, began my first lap in the pond.
Tried this line of thinking for a second time, but just couldn't find a grove. Lap two.

I'm getting in the pond . . . here I go . . . Dive!
P.S. ~ As yarn is my witness, I will not let this defeat me. Zonki will get knitted in another yarn that is worthy of the pattern. Whitby will get knitted in the correct weight yarn. And I will slow down giving my fingers a chance to lose the puniness so I won't have to jump back into the pond. I will not do another lap with this yarn. It will become a pair of socks.
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