catskills

This time last week I was waking up

at my favorite campsite in the Catskill Mountains of New York.

The previous night's walk around Little Pond.

Another Henslowe Shawl in the works,

this one is made with naturally dyed merino from the region.

A cold night with touches of frost the next morning.

Morning coffee

I sat on a small suspension bridge and knitted for a while.

The night was full of visitors as the moon was just a day from being full.

Two types of owls called, mice jumped and tried to burrow under my tent,

a fox answered the coyotes howl/bark at the moon and a raccoon tried desperately

to crawl into my tent with me!  The bears stayed away.

xo, j

Campsite 34

I finished assembling my accordion cut out book last night.

The front panel is attached to the background with a small folded hinge.

This allows you to move the scene around as shown in the first photo.

Sorry about the annoying yellow patches, I'm not much of a photographer.

Probably should shoot it in actual daylight, but you get the idea.

Thanks for looking in!

j

First Night Camping

The campground was nearly empty this past weekend.

Perhaps some were put off by the stormy forecast;

there was just enough time to set up the tent and 

build a fire before it began to rain.

It rained hard all night and the temperature quickly 

dropped but there was no place I would have rather been!

Cold and damp but happy to be in the woods.

The old blue tent held fast, I did some sketches and

a little sock knitting with the help of my flashlight.

After a few days of following the natural cycle of light and dark 

it's a jolt to return to the world of abundant electric lighting.

The first night back I usually just use candles.

More about the weekend tomorrow...

Weekend Camping

At the last minute I went camping on Saturday night.

It's been far too long since I've been up to the mountains.

The weather was perfect and I must admit to spending most of Sunday

lounging around, listening to birds and breezes.

Caught (and released) four trout, cooked pizza on the grill, ate copious

amounts of strawberries and oranges, and did a little sock knitting.

A perfect weekend.

Sunday

Last night I went camping.

It was a mild night and the fire burned late.

The previous year I had planted some grape hyacinths and was 

happy to see they were coming up.

Downy Woodpecker and Mourning Dove outside my window.

I stopped by the grocery store to pick up some cleaning supplies

and couldn't resist the campfire colored spray roses...

Weekend

curling flames

welcome sunrise

Snow Geese flying too fast for my camera to catch

" fire bites"  in my first handmade quilt

The morning ice attests to the cold night in the mountains.  Sophie naps, as cats do, while I prepare my bulbs.  The kitchen window now full of orchids and bulbs.

The Long Weekend

Saturday overnight camp
(this time I remembered the marshmallows!)

Morning stream

A bowl of oatmeal upon returning home

My latest pair of gloves

and last Wednesday's rainy hike that inspired them

Monday at the Laundromat

Saturday Night-Sunday Morning

the waning moon through the trees

shining on the pond and the lily pads

moon reflected at the edge of a lily pad

equine flames

bright, clear and very cold (24F)
Sunday morning