Summer Days
Now that I have officially checked off the checkable items off of my to-do-list, I can revel in some summertime tomfoolery (that word must be used whenever the opportunity arises).
I forgot what freedom you have when you ride your bike around the city. Unfortunately, the hardest part is getting my bike in and out of the apartment. Sometimes it's the steep stairs, and sometimes it's a person passed out on your front stoop. 
This afternoon I took a ride along the Schuylkill River. I rode so far south, that I realized I was practically at Lisa's house. Within a few minutes, she agreed to meet me for some iced coffee and knitting. 
The Landscape Scarf is coming along, after being ripped out a few times. It's the size of a bandit's kerchief, but growing steadily, one adorable picot at a time.
I had to take a minute to admire this ingenious wall garden outside of the cafe. How do you think she waters these plants? And really, do we even care? They're just so pretty.
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3 comments:
Sounds like a lovely peaceful day. I wish I was there.
So glad you caught me post vaccuming! Made my day to hang out with you for a bit.
A novel that I read aloud to my sixth grade students every year makes many references to that crazily-named river you Philly peeps have. I stumbled over the pronunciation every time.
You're quite a trooper for knitting in this heat (I mean, it's hot as hell there, too, no?).
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