My Favorite Time of Year
David and I said goodbye to summer in the perfect way . . . a Labor Day Weekend Trip to the fabulous Cape May, NJ. It's a sleepy little Victorian town on the Jersey Shore. We sat on the beach,
we walked around the town and looked at all the wonderfully ornate houses (or horribly purple houses)
We went to the State Park and walked on the cute little nature trails
We even found a big band playing in a local park gazebo in the evening. Couldn't be cuter!
I had plenty of knitting time, sitting on the porch, sipping wine in the afternoon. I finally finished the tank top that would not die. It's my own fault, why I felt the need to reknit something from 2006 is beyond me. It does look better now.
(Not the greatest shot, but David wasn't home, so I did the best I could!)
Speaking of LB Collection yarns, my mother in law did this great afghan out of the LB Collection Superwash Merino. Isn't it pretty?
There is a crispness in the air that knitter's love. It means fall, sweaters, hot cider, fireplaces, coziness. The fall veggie crop is hanging on. The squash is a no go. We can't seem to grow squash and not have it be completely overtaken by powdery mildew. Ah well. However we do have . . .