Summers in Wequetonsing and Harbor Springs are all about porches. And, porches are key at Camp-for-Grownups, as I like to call it Most afternoons I end up on someone's porch with my knitting bag. Betsy's porch is a magnet for folks. Here we are with Jim in attendance after his golf game. Shortly after this pic, he went inside to pour up a little wine for us. After all this is "Camp for Grown-ups".
Betsy is trying to learn "knitting two socks at a time" with the Magic Loop. Judy is cranking out prayer shawls. She can't bring her needlepoint to the porch as she can't see it without her magnifier lamp. Age-appropriate handicaps are such pain.
Barb is dealing with a bird's nest tangle of yarn she hopes to make into socks. Barb's yarn seems to always be in disarray, but she is undaunted. After porch time, Barb headed out to do a little kayaking. See, it really is Camp-for-Grownups. We are so lucky!!
I'm a sure enough Dallas native who spent a good part of my life in northern New Mexico, where I learned the arts of spinning, weaving, and dyeing. Combining those skills with my long time love, knitting, is what I do best these days.