Did the parade at Camp Gordon Johnston in Carabelle today. As usual, my Rosie the Riveter getup was a big hit. And, as usual, being in the parade we didn't manage to take pictures of ourselves.
When we got home we started tackling the downed trees in the yard. No pictures of that either--haven't been able to take one that show just how huge these piles of branches are. Just take a look back at the picture of the guy up in the tree--and imagine all of that down on the ground, waiting to be cut up and burned.
Did my usual knitting during the ride to and from Carabelle and got a fingerless mitt finished. Just couldn't resist trying this pattern. It's in a technique called illusion or shadow knitting. If you look at it straight on, it just looks like stripes. If you get the angle right, though, you see the pattern. In this case it's the arm and finger bones--how could I resist?