The weekend started early..

Friday. Rough Point tour with the WGRI. The mist, the mansion, gardens, tapestries, ocean, cliffs.. We fell through the rabbit hole.

On the way home, a stop in Fall River for Lebanese pastries at Sam's. I stocked up in meat pies for the freezer and stood at the counter to eat an open feta pie hot from the oven. Skeined yarn.

Saturday. Still misty, woke to a fog. Took a wonderful hike in a world of retina searing green. THE HUMMINGBIRDS RETURNED!! Had a Rose Breasted Grosbeak at the feeder, and lots of turkeys. Began grafting the lacy project I've been knitting. Skeined more yarn.

Sunday. finished re-skeining last week's dyed yarn. Tagged and stored it for next weekend's show, New Hampshire Sheep and Wool Festival. Had lunch on the deck so that I could watch the hummingbirds. Wished the sun would come out. Later, it did. Took a terrific hike, part trail, part bush whacking. Found a lovely little cascade, too small to call it a waterfall and a huge old stone foundation. (pictures on Wednesday)
Finished grafting Hari while watching Sherlock Holmes. I like grafting and I liked Sherlock Holmes.

nothing is quite like a spring woodland after a rain..

As the canopy fills in, we see fewer turkeys. It isn’t just that it is harder to see them, though it is, but this time of year, most of our visitors are toms. The hens are off doing what hens do in the spring. Soon, I expect only to hear them, as dawn breaks, greeting each other and a new day.

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..so I’ll show you something else pretty special.
When Chris calls and says he wants to bring me flowers, I know he doesn’t mean a bouquet and it is going to be good. When he asks what I think, I know it’ll take up floor space. Floor space comes at a premium in my house. It better be special!
Last week he brought me this… a Blue Passion Flower.

Special enough?

I thought so. It is amazing, over 3 ft. tall and covered with flowers and buds!