The last two weeks I've done nothing but sleep and work. If it weren't for the subway I wouldn't have gotten any knitting done at all. It's odd to be surrounded by yarn all day, but not knit. I did use my dreamy employee discount to snatch up 8 balls of the brand new Rowan Tapestry (just hit the floor for the fall). It cracks me up how fast the employees scoop up the new yarns when they come in. The Rowan Big Wool took a major hit before it even got out of the basement. The fall yarn line is soooooooooooo pretty, it's hard to know where to start. When the Twinkle arrives, stand back for the stampede.
Sunday I did nothing but try to recover from the last two weeks, and to get myself organized for what's ahead at work (So much stuff coming up). On Sunday night I curled up on the couch with a glass of wine to watch the Emmys. I TOTALLY forgot that my cast from Jersey Boys was performing. Why you may ask? They were doing a tribute to the Sopranos. They were awsome, I was so proud.
Today I went up to access the major damage to our garden
It was not good. This summer the garden was woefully neglected, and I'm afraid we lost a lot. Typical sight:
I was able to salvage some Brooklyn rooftop veggies:
Thanks to the subway, I was able to do some knitting. I cast off one simple sweater (from left over Rowan Polar and some baby yarn)
and cast on the eyelet pullover from last year's Vogue Magazine