For just an overnight...
a friend was speaking at a church conference and invited me to stay with her at her friend's cabin on the lake.
we knit on the porch...and then again in front of my first fire of the season...(no pictures---we were laughing and giggling too much)
Up early the next morning....more porch knitting
and a little wallowing in the leaves and the quiet and the unseasonal perfect temperatures.
I felt so welcome.....but it was time to come home.
I ran out of knitting. Drat.