You'll not often hear me complain about the weather, but I kind of especially love summer. It's also my favorite time to visit my family. Some poeple like Christmas, but I think that, as get-together occasion, it's kind of awful. Airports are crowded, people are stressed, there's so much pressure. Ugh. But when I go to see my peeps during the summer, and it's invariably awesome. My family's a lot of fun in general, but it's touching how they go out of their way to show me a good time when I visit.
We like to eat and we're not opposed to bending an elbow, so this year there was a fish fry and a barbecue, several rhubarb desserts and the new Grain Belt beer.
Despite some record breaking heat (97 deg. one day, which is bonkers for Minnesota in May), I spent a lot of time outside going for runs and walks.
One ambitious day I went running in the wetlands behind my Aunt Irene's house and ended up on my great-great-great grandfather's homestead, the place where he and his family settled when they came to Minnesota from Ohio. That was pretty neat. There's a grade school and water tower there now. Could be worse (think strip mall).
Despite being there for a week and bringing THREE projects with me, I got very little knitting done.
I was having too much fun, I guess, with godsons