September. We had a wonderful, enriching, spirit-raising trip to NYC in September and early October. We had booked it right after we got our first vaccinations, and got into tons of exhibits, jazz shows, and plays. We had marvelous meals, saw friends, visited the cemetery where Mitch's grandparents are buried (genealogy research), and I turned 67 while there (as planned). It took me a while to write a blog about my thoughts on that.
November. We went to London, then to Barcelona, and returned to London. Again, enriching and spirit raising, and tons of fun. The weather changed while we were there, but we caught some warmish weather in Barcelona and we had only one day of rain in London!
The photo above is butter. It came on a slab of marble, in 6 separate squeezes that looked like paint on a palette. I couldn't resist smearing it together!
December. We reconnected with friends, had friends over for meals, and did very little for the holidays. Mitch made cinnamon-raisin Bobkka (so good!), I baked cookies but really didn't do much other holiday cooking. We had a white Christmas, but after the first night it was so cold we stayed inside except to refill the hummingbird feeders (they are demanding -- movie if you click on the photo). Danielle, my Pilates instructor, was moving from one end of Nevada to the other so I was forced to lead myself through my own sessions. I did not cut myself any slack, but it was so boring. I was glad when she was back.
January. We are getting ready for two weeks in San Jose del Cabo, Mexico to read on the lanai and enjoy bare feet. Books are stacked. I've got my knitting planned. All the travel is causing me to have to do a bit of juggling to attend to the things at Jill Wolcott Knits that interest me the most. I am trying to get myself organized. Ha! I try to work on a book I am writing most evenings before I pack it in and go knit.