After a date with Irene yesterday, today dawned bright, clear and sunny. Mother Nature flexed her muscle, and New England will be cleaning up for quite some time. Western Massachusetts and Vermont were especially hard hit with severe flooding. Towns are under water, and covered bridges have been washed away. It's heartbreaking.
I rode out the storm with knitting in hand. The windows rattled, the house shook and I listened to a mysterious drip, drip, drip. All the while knit, knit, knit.
The mysterious blue-green blob grew.
The end is in sight.
I'm almost out of yarn. Then the real fun begins. Don't worry - I'll post all the details.
There was more knitting over the weekend, and I even managed to finish a lingering UFO. Those pictures will have to wait for another day.
I did put my knitting down long enough to do some baking.
Passing the time with peach pie.