
We had a great time. How a friendship like this remains so strong when we have a shared history is such a joy even when we meet up so rarely.

The Spirit of Autumn is in the air. At last the weather can officially be dank and misty without us all chirruping on about it not being right like this in August. September heralds the ripening of pumpkins in my book and that is cause to celebrate! To honour the season's colours I am knitting with this amazing hand-dyed Colinette yarn from Wales. It is warm, slubby and delightfully nubby! What's more it's my first knitting really so I'm enjoying it when the kids have gone to bed and there's no head space to think about sewing and no energy to do much else.
I played about with a drab image of Portmeirion with Picasa today and wonder whether to brighten all my other Welsh holiday photos up in the same way to change my memories of the holiday.
A kind of high tech version of "rose-tinted spectacles." Hmmm.
Anyway it might be an idea for a quilt some time, who knows?