Six States Socks

I have renamed my Hedera socks to Six States Socks. I have knitted on them now in Colorado, Kansas, Utah, Wyoming, Idaho, and Montana. Wonderful Guy and I drove to West Yellowstone yesterday, and I knitted four rows of the heel flap just so I could call them that! The socks, they are not done, but I think perhaps they will be...on time.

Yes, I am back from vacation. Yes, it was a grand and wonderful time. The wildlife, the wildflowers, the wild thermo-features (the oh so technical term)...what can I say! Words fall woefully short, but much to the chagrin of Only Step-Son, who house/dog/cat-sat while we were doing the vaycay thang, I have tried since our arrival to tell him all about our adventures!

And this is the 3rd time I have been there, not counting when I was two years old.

I have over a gig of photos and movies, and that is because I don't take my photos at the highest resolution possible!

I did no spinning. We went ninety to nothing most days (except for the nap day!), and there was nothing for it but crashing when we arrived back at the cabin.

I did little knitting. We traveled by scenic routes only on the way there, and while driving there....well, I was the wildlife/wildflower spotter. Priorities, people! Priorities!!

Pix need to be more closely perused, but I part with this one. The wildflowers were absolutely crazy. Believe me, this photo is an accurate representation. This is the far side of Yellowstone Lake, across from the Lake Hotel and West Thumb, between the east entrance and Fishing Bridge....where we saw an eagle.

And one more thing....I found my first ripe tomato of the season when I got home. Five full days shy of August! Yessssss.