R.A.I.N. is now a four-letter word around here. I worry that my fingers and toes are beginning to grow webbing. Rising waters, thunder and lightning, and all around ennui again trapped me indoors much of the week. August alone had about 8 inches of precipitation – average rainfall for August is only a quarter of an inch. September has been nearly as damp.
Since I couldn’t get out for a photo hike, I did what you do on dark, drizzly, dreary days… I got out my hooks and yarn, and crocheted.
You can click on any image to see a larger photo, or the series as a slideshow.
(Photos shot with a Nikon D60, using an 18-55mm, 55-200mm, 20mm f/2.8 wide-angle, 50mm f/1.8 prime lens, and/or iPhone4)
For more photos, please visit my Flickr photostream.
Thin spiral notebook 
I’m not a knitter, but I see how it can be relaxing and addicting, especially during rainy/cold weather. Enjoy, Tara.
xoRobyn
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when I was little and it would rain or just be too hot to be outside, I would read and watch my great grandma (my Babci) crochet. I never did learn myself, but our house has many many of her afghans that keep us warm and cozy.
Just thinking of her sitting in her chair and talking to me, or asking me to read to her as her fingers worked is enough to make me warm inside and my eyes fill up.
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I’m glad this could bring up warm memories for you.
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