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Yarn Along...and other things

Thanks to Hurricane Irene, I had all Saturday to sit and knit and wait to see what would happen. We never lost power, praise God. Our leaky window leaked, and we had lots of downed tree limbs. I feel very fortunate that we fared so well.

I am excited to announce that I have finished my first lacework shawl! It is at this very moment being blocked. There were moments of panic when I realized a mistake had been made. I have found that, for me, it is best to immediately put down my knitting and walk away to calm down. Then I can come back later and examine my work thoroughly and come up with a plan. What about you? How do you deal with mistakes?

Pre-blocking

 
 Pinned and drying.

 Before

 After

 I have been busy with post-hurricane clean-up around here, but I did find a few hours to knit and crochet this little headband. I have not crocheted in quite some time, but the pattern had a video tutorial. It was fun and easy and ready to wear in no time.

As for reading, I have been reading out loud to the kids each night from our library selections each week. I have been SO tired lately that I fall asleep as soon as I tuck in the kiddos.

The next pictures are not about knitting or reading. They were taken at the last ever summer concert at Fort Monroe. It has been a tradition for over seventy years, but they are closing the post and therefore the concerts must come to an end.

 The gazebo all lit up

 The flags flapping in the breeze from the waterfront

 Jack decided to wear this band hat I found at a thrift store.

 I love the look he is giving my friend's little boy.

 The last concert each season ends with the 1812 Overture complete with cannons. There is a seperate conductor who cues the cannons.
 This was the best I could get. I wish I were a better photographer.
Not to mention people kept getting in my way!

This was her first taste of Oreo's. I wasn't going to include this picture except that I want to see if you can tell that her eyes aren't quite looking in the same direction. I have noticed this off and on since she was about 4 months old. This is the first time I caught it on film. Can you see it?

Thanks to Ginny for hosting and I hope no one minds all the extras this week!


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  1. Lori annSeptember 1, 2011 at 1:36 AM

    what a beautiful shawl, blocking surely makes a world of difference. love the color very much. i agree that it's probably best to walk away from a mistake and come back with a clear head, and plan.
    sweet little one in her new headband!

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