Very little knitting progress lately. Here is the second of a pair of socks that are now dubbed the Huckleberry Socks, of course. I tried to knit on them last night at Shakespeare in the Park, but couldn't concentrate on the play, so I put it away. I'm also trying to get to sleep a bit earlier in order to try and be a more positive Mom. I need to heed my own advice sometimes.
In the bottom picture are huckleberry scones that the boys made with berries R picked himself. Yum! You can't get a half decent scone within more than a three hour drive around here unless you make them yourself.
Today is my big brother's 42nd birthday but I didn't finish his crocheted hat in time. It isn't any further along than it was here. Luckily, he is in London today on his way to Africa for three weeks or so with our Mom. Lucky them! It feels strange that for three whole weeks, I won't be able to just pick up the phone and talk with them whenever I feel like it. Our Dad is sailing on the coast of British Columbia, so I can't call him either. Thank goodness I have one other brother to call! It would feel awfully lonely otherwise. I'd better get crocheting, too!
