Port Townsend

Our trip this weekend was to Port Townsend, WA. We went with several other families and shared a row of large old Victorian homes that used to be the commanding officers' quarters. They were spacious but spartan. We were steps from the beach and the children spent their time playing kickball and riding bikes. It was very relaxing. I did squeeze in a trip to town to check out The Twisted Ewe and Diva Yarn & Trim. Both shops are really small. Neither had much that was new to me. It's not like I need more yarn.

I grew up partly on Nantucket. I love the ocean. But mostly I love the animals in the ocean. I was thrilled to see seals skimming along the water and otters frolicking. But I could not take a photo of them worth a damn.

Here is a seal.


What? You can't see him? He's right there.


I now have a deep well of sympathy for people trying to take photos of the Loch Ness monster. I mean, if it's this hard to take a photo of something real...

Speaking of something real, here's a preview of the socks. My first Friday Harbor sock photographed by my 7 year old.



I finished the second one last night and it's blocking. Now I need to start Amble for the Six Sox Knitalong.