From Newly Knitted Hats to Dear Deer

I knitted a hat as my first knitting project, during the course of a three-week class. Another woman in class had the same yarn, but I knit more tightly, so I got a pattern, called flashing, and she just got random color changes and was envious.

Ornamental lettuce is planted for color during winter.

Fog in Greg's parents' back yard in Connecticut.
Reflection in a puddle/pond in a park.

Black squirrels were introduced to this area from Britain and haven't affected the local gray squirrel population.

Another black squirrel

Greg's late grandfather's workbench. He was a wood carver, amongst other things.

A bamboo plant in a blender? I have interesting neighbors moving in.

Triple deckers. Each floor is a different unit.

Views from the Top of the Hub restaurant, atop the Prudential Tower. I know I have lovely pictures of the Pru, but at the moment, I can't find any.

If you look far off in this picture, you can see the cruise ship dock. Beyond that are some boats coming in, and beyond those is the Boston Lighthouse (a little fleck of white), the oldest operating lighthouse in the country, so says my Grammie.

The Charles River

The streets here were based on cow paths, which is why they're all wonky.

Scary Alfred Hitchcock image

I tried to get the ominous clouds and the shock of yellow leaves, but I couldn't catch both at once.

Two deer were having a nibble alongside the road.