…is morphing into an ongoing tribute to this place we live in.
From yesterday’s walk at Spanish Banks. Public art, entitled, funnily enough, Public Furniture, Urban Trees. The beaches here are lined with enormous driftwood logs which the city kindly arranges to maximize the sitting upon for shade or picnics. This is yet another use. Pretty interesting.
And this is knitting. It turned out surprisingly well considering it is a combination of leftover cotton yarns and two on-sale skeins of acrylic/nylon (the horror) purchased in a fit of insanity. It shall be a baby blanket I decree. We don’t have any babies in the surrounding area but always be prepared, that’s a good motto!