From Taos, we drove north through stormy weather into the eastern edge of the Colorado Rockies
We took a deep breath of mountain air and then headed east across Kansas, with its straight roads
and even straighter horizons. If it weren't for my knitting and NPR podcasts, I might have gone mad.
Every now and then, we'd see a billboard for yarn stores. I'd never been anywhere where yarn was so important that it'd be advertised so broadly (note: most of the other billboards in Kansas were either fire-and-brimstone religious messages or ads for adult stores, though, so I can't say that all their signals were right).
Then it was on through Missouri. The weather gave the landscape a beautiful, soft, painterly feel
when we could see through the rain, that is! The midwestern storms were so nervewracking that I couldn't even concentrate on my knitting!
Anyways, from there we went on through hilly West Virginia and Kentucky. Isis was all smiles to find sunny weather and a lake to swim in
And I was happy to see the rolling, green, pastoral Appalachians.
We finally started taking it easy when we got to Washington, DC, where we took a few days to rest up and visit family. My sister brought us to a lovely outdoor jazz concert in the National Gallery's sculpture garden. Perfect knitting time. Here's Mountain Man showing off his new sock, while I work on the second one. Imagine jazz floating through and enlivening everything up!
We took a few tourist photos as we walked around the capital, but I think they were much improved by a sock monster. Raaawwwwrrrr
And then we got our manners back together and headed up to Connecticut. Here's the rose garden in Elizabeth Park, just down the street from where I grew up in Hartford. It's lovely to be back!
Next up: it's on to Vermont, and I'll have photos of the finished socks. Still a few inches yet to go ....