I found the cutest little keychain the other day. It’s a miniature sock blocker. You knit a sock to go on it. I can’t wait to do this.
Just the coolest!
I’m also moving along on my Girasole blanket. It’s growing. I am going to post a picture, but it’s just going to look like a Girasole blob. However, it’s progress.
So that’s a little knitting. Lately, I’ve been taping old Frasier episodes and watching them while I knit. One of my favorite shows. I also found all of the Andy Griffith episodes on netflix instant viewing – that’s my very favorite!
Davey and I went back to the Berry Patch farm today. We picked black raspberries and red currants. I forgot to take a picture of the red currants before I started turning them into jelly.
Berry picking always seems like such a sweet frolic. I never fail to romanticize the whole process. In my mind, the berries jump into my basket. I am now making a point to remind myself for once and for all. This is not true. Today there were mosquitoes (We sprayed but they were around). The raspberry bushes were very thorny. The black ripe raspberries were hiding in the center of the bushes. My arms can tell the tale of my struggle to get to them. The Berry Patch website had recommended wearing long sleeves. It wasn’t that hot, but I really didn’t feel like long sleeves. I should have worn them. Next time I will (next time?!?).
Davey was ready to go pretty much after I picked the first few black raspberries. He got over the romance very quickly. I managed to pick a few pints though.
I didn’t pick a ton. I needed David there picking with me.
We picked about 2 pints of red currants as well. Those little boogers are not easy picking.
I picked enough to make three little 1/2 pints of jelly. It’s tasty though and has me wanting to head back for more.
I just can’t stay away. Soon we can return for strawberries.