Doug got out the lawn chairs (two of them anyway) and we sat out on the deck this afternoon. We were joined by Elvis, Gus and Maude. Zip was busy. I was tired after our walk so I happily knit. It was so windy this morning that we decided to go through the woods to get away from it which was stupid. I’m not too good at clomping through underbrush yet. I was pooped when we got home. When we went to Walmart later in the afternoon, I couldn’t help but notice how much easier it is to walk around than it was last year. There are times when I REALLY don’t want to go for a walk, but I know it’s good for my hip and me all over.I had no idea that there were cities that do not allow clotheslines. It makes no sense. I know there are housing associations that don’t allow it. When our son was little, we were thinking about moving to a younger neighborhood. We found a house that we really liked. We were about a hand over a check to hold it when we found out that we could not put up a clothes or a fence. That took care of that. I had a fit with the realtor. She tried to talk around it, but that check never left our hands and we never moved either.I was happily knitting along last night, when I saw a missed stitch several rows down. I pulled out stitches to fix it. When I got down there, I realized I had pulled out the wrong one so I had to pull out two sets of stitches.
Looks awful, doesn’t it?
Here I took a needle and picked up every other row to help keep track of which row I was on.
Here I am crocheting the stitches up the rows.
You can’t even tell.
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 