A life of books . . .
So, February is ALWAYS a short month, but this year it felt like at most 10 days. A good chunk of this was because of a week-long cruise that’s been on hold in some version of another since 2020.
After weighing all of the pros and cons we finally decided to stick with it and I’m glad we did, we both came back 100x more relaxed (except the crazy FLL airport) and warmer than the cold weather and snow in Boston would EVER let us get this time of year.
What a snow month! I’m starting this post with the “dusting” (aka 8-10 inches we got in mid-January and I’ll end it with the two-plus feet we got with the official blizzard this past weekend.
I spent more time knitting (and watching knitting fibercasts) instead of reading, but managed to eke out a few books, including #900 which is still baffling considering I wasn’t sure I’d stick with this thing for even a year, let alone coming up on 12!
This is going to be a short update. If it wasn’t it wouldn’t get poste for another two weeks. October went by quick with an apple orchard visit early in the month, a trip to NC to spend time with family in the middle of the month and a flurry of knitting to end the month. November has kicked off even faster and I’m just crossing my fingers I’ll be able to keep reading over the next two months!
The end of the year always goes so much faster than the beginning. Seriously, it still feels like we’re sometime in 2020 (especially with the delta variant and all the idiots out there), but nope we’re 3/4 of the way through 2021. Like, where did the time actually go?
The weather definitely turned to fall with a vengeance as soon as the calendar switched to October, but September was a bit back and forth between cold and warm.
August was a meh month, like July it was either super-hot or super foggy/stormy. There was no escape from the bad weather and only a couple of “nice” days, but that meant I got more knitting and reading done than I have in a while!
Generally, you can see a massive gazebo just up and to the left of the lifeguard stand in the photo. And you can see all the way to the JFK Library, roughly a mile walking from where I’m standing taking that picture. by time I got to the gazebo the entire bathhouse and lights were gone.