Before I get to folder #6, I just want to say you people rock! I ended up driving to NH alone for Thanksgiving. Joe woke up with the flu on Wednesday morning so Dan, the boys and the dogs stayed home and I made the trip alone. When I got home there was a pile of packages on the living room floor. Hats, mittens, scarves, gloves... It's dark and gloomy today so I'll get pictures tomorrow. There are also more prizes that were donated (awesome ones) that I'll post tomorrow. Please, if you send a package, put a slip of paper inside with your email or Ravelry link so that I can get hold of you if you win a prize. If you sent a package already, could you let me know in an email who you are? Thank you all so much for your generosity! There are going to be some warmer people on the streets of New York this Winter. My email link is up on the left sidebar if you need it.
Joe was much better by Thursday night and I got a sort of mini vacation. My Uncle spoiled me with great breakfasts and it was nice getting to spend so much time with my Aunt. She took care of me a lot when I lived with my grandparents and I remember those memories with fondness. I also got to see my buddy Kim and her hubby again. My Uncle and Ken actually already know each other so it's kind of funny. A lot of "small world" stuff between that Kim and I. :-) I'll miss getting to see so much of each other when we move to Texas in June.
I was tagged by Kathy to show a picture from my sixth folder in my "my pictures" folder. Odd that hers would be a picture of Shelburne Falls. I was just there yesterday! I stopped at the Firefox Fiber Open House on my way home. I also stopped at Harrisville and Webs but more on all that in a few days.
The pictures in my sixth folder are from my last visit with my grandparents before my beautiful grandmother passed away. These were taken February 17th. She died on May 22nd. I'm so grateful that I took the camera out that day. I love these pictures so I couldn't pick just one:
Gramps telling a story.... always a twinkle in his eye...
The view from their kitchen after the heavy snows that NH got last year. I sigh every time I see this view. I remember being a little girl and them walking us through woods telling us where the house was going to be built and trying to imagine the view through the trees: