That Kind of Day

New Yorkers braced for Hurricane Irene, but in mellow, sultry Newfoundland things were different.


Maybe they should call this place The Big Easy but I heard that it was taken.


Fresh air and sunshine, that's what we're all about.


Viewing the beauty of the day from the front porch, I made a new design for crochet, screwed it up massively and had to rip out my second day's work.

To my dear crochet loving friends,

I may have to do something far less impressive on the crochet side, not out of disrespect for your fine craft but because the truth may have to be told: I suck at crochet.

Sincerely,

Robyn