I think I jinxed summer. In my last post I mentioned how hot it was and that I didn’t want to pack the extra pair of jeans or a sweatshirt. Our Memorial Weekend Camping trip was freezing. It never even reached sixty degrees and most of the time it hovered around forty. We didn’t let the weather ruin it for us though. Aunty Rennatta and Rosie played peek-a-boo with a snuggie.
I was making great progress on the Blanket.
I was even glad of the extra W.I.P. to hide my hands under. Progress slowed when went yard saling (I’m not sure if I spelled it right. But then again it really isn’t a word). I found The Devil in the White City, the book I have been wanting to read for several months. It was only ten cents.
My knitting time decreased as my reading time increased. Rennatta also got some craft time in too. She’s learning to loom knit.
That’s going to be a sock for Rosie. I learned through the grapevine (aka a seventh grade boy who was also camping with us) that the local middle school is offering two knitting classes. He and several of his guy friends signed up for “knitting 102 ’cause 101 is during band.” This is the kid who spends twenty minutes getting his hair perfectly in place. He’s all about his image. And he’s learning to knit. I’m so proud of him.
I can’t let today’s post go without saying a few words to our servicemen and women. I would like to thank all of you for your belief that America is worth defending. You are some of the bravest people I have ever met. I have had a family member serve overseas so I have a relative understanding of the sacrifices everyone makes. Which is why, once again, I want to say thank you.
This is one of the grave stones in a small graveyard in the campground. I was happy to see a flag and a plaque honoring his service in the Civil War.