Wednesday, November 19, 2008

At the Driving Range and Ubiquitous Knitting


Sometimes after work Bruce and I go to the driving range.
No, I don't hit golf balls. But I usually grab a cup of coffee and a sweet treat. (I know, I really shouldn't. Starting tomorrow.)
So there I sit.
I can wait. I can wait for anybody. And I can wait for a long time.
But only if I have my knitting with me.







Now, to find someone to fit this...


Thursday, November 13, 2008

White Houses in New Brunswick



















When we were in the East I noticed that house after house was white. I'm not sure why but perhaps it's a vestiges' habit from the 1800s.