I have joined a yahoo group for stitch markers. I participated in my first exchange and this is what my partner sent me. Through emails getting to know each other, I wrote that I love mined rubies and gold. I never thought she would pick up on that. The stitch markers she made me are red in color trimmed in gold. How neat is that? Since we didn't have a theme for our exchange, she sent me stuff to make more markers. There is some sculpey clay, findings, seed beads, more of my "rubies" and a cool case to keep it all in. She also sent a neat round container to store the markers in. I'm all set now to make more. Think I'll get started now!

Thirteen days and counting. Who's counting? I'M counting, thank you very much. Thirteen days before my mother and I leave for Colorado. I cannot wait to get my hands on this sweet baby girl. She will be four months old before I get there. This is killing me.
My mom is excited, too. We are a bit nervous for her, though. She has her gall bladder removed this Thursday and we are hoping she will be feeling good enough to travel. Her surgeon assures her it will be no problem. I am secretly worried. The woman is 70 years old. A very young 70 (or is that the second childhood we've all heard about?) Anyway, her primary care provider says she's healthy as a horse, ( there's another joke in there, but I will leave it alone. Afterall, I have to travel with her!!) but you just never know with surgeries. It would devastate her if she couldn't go. This is her EIGHTH great grand child.

I will be knitting most of the time I am out there. I heard through the grapevine (Mommie) baby Ava wants a new sweater. We all know if baby sister gets something, big sister needs, wants and deserves something, too!

OTN: first pair of two at once toe up socks in Sokkatta color 03, Lacey Acorn Scarf made into a wrap in Lorna Laces Cool colorway and a scarf with morino wool in blue plus the occasional dishcloth.

(Pictures soon, I promise!)

Until next time.....

I don't know if you can see this, but there is the tiniest humming bird on our Butterfly Bush. I got as close as I could and used the telephoto lens to capture this little dynamo.

We have three regular humming birds that come to the feeders and chase the others off. They fight amongst themselves trying to keep the feeder to themselves all the while a stranger darts in a feeds. We have a good time watching them!

We had on little guy that came here for years. He was almost tame. He got caught up in the rafters of our garage and DH climbed up there to rescue him. Every year after that he came back. He would fly up to the service door in the garage and hoover there for a bit as if waiting for DH to come out or he would hoover in front of our faces if we were outside then off he'd go. He didn't show up this year and DH is grieving the lose of a friend.

The season is almost over here in Northern Michigan. These little guys are getting ready to head South. They are in a feeding frenzy. Even with all the flowers in the yard, we have to fill the feeder numerous times a day. It will be sad to see them go as that will mean winter is not far behind.