Yesterday evening, just as the last bits of color were fading from the sky, Mr. N and I decided to take advantage of the dry evening and pop out for an evening walk. Even though it’s only early September, it’s already feeling quite cool in Lancaster (or “fresh” as I’ve noticed the weather reporters are calling it). Unfortunately, the delivery of our things from the US has been delayed, so I don’t even have a jacket with me at the moment, but as I was about to walk out the door, wrapped up in my Starting Point, it occurred to me that I do have a woolly hat with me — my Talmadge Cloche, which I finished just before we left Los Angeles! So I popped it on and resolved I’d remember to tell you a bit about it before the weekend was out.
Hi friends, and happy Friday!
Mr. N and I have returned to Philadelphia, and as I write this, my phone tells me it’s 24 degrees F outside — and I’m telling you, it doesn’t feel that much warmer in here! All the things I love about my apartment … the high ceilings, the big old single pane glass windows, the old wood floors … don’t make for the best insulated place! But never mind, that’s what woolly sweaters and socks are for — and I do love winter weather!
But since my Instagram feed seems to be filled with pictures of snow and discussions of just how cold it is at the moment (at least from the people I follow in the Northern Hemipshere!), I thought it’d be fun to share some pictures from a walk we took around the Huntington Gardens earlier this week, on the evening before we left California — quite the opposite of a winter wonderland! Continue reading “Desert Garden and a very old shawl”