Red, White & Blue

My holiday weekend was red, white and blue, but not necessarily in the traditional patriotic sense. Three day weekends can feel like the greatest luxury — I had time to get things done around the house, but also time to relax and enjoy the beauty of Midcoast Maine. I’m about ready to suggest that all weekends be three days long!

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Photo by Brooks Winner

I’m pleased to be able to say that the “red” of my weekend was not a lobster-like sunburn, but was instead a wonderful strawberry picking adventure. We picked over 20 pounds of organic strawberries at Sheepscot General Store, on a perfect, breezy day. I definitely see a strawberry-rhubarb-blueberry pie in my future, but at the time, I had a terrible craving for strawberry shortcake, so we stopped at Beth’s Farm Market in Warren. No one does strawberry shortcake like the people at Beth’s! We’ll be spending the rest of the week processing the strawberries and freezing them for a delicious burst of summer flavor in February.

The “white” of my weekend was the pasty whiteness of my legs, as I wore shorts for the first time this summer. Boy howdy, am I white. (No, I’m not going to post a photo to prove it.) I think I might glow in the dark. But I believe in sunscreen (70 SPF? Bring it on), and managed to maintain my ghostly appearance despite the truly marvelous summer sunshine. I also swam at my favorite swimming hole, and spent time reading outdoors. It really was “the way life should be”.

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Photo by Benggriff from Wikimedia Commons

The “blue” part was the blue of Rockport Harbor, the blue of the sky, and the blue of the sea glass I found. Dear friends from high school invited us to join them on a little private beach on the harbor, and we caught up, beach combed, and ate freshly picked strawberries while we watched the waves crash on the rocks. What a beautiful state Maine is!

The last part of my weekend was red, white & blue and knitted all over: I’m repairing an old, beloved sweater for Brooks’ dad. The sweater really is red, white & blue, but fortunately for me, none of the colorwork needs replacing. Instead, I’m fixing the collar and cuffs, which are showing the wear and tear of many winters of use. I meant to have a photo to show all of you, but I left home without it this morning. All of the sunshine this weekend must have melted my brain!

I hope you all had a wonderful weekend, and that you’re feeling refreshed and ready to embrace this week! Thanks also to those who commented on last week’s post about knitting in public — I really enjoy hearing your perspectives!

Written by Jennifer Woodman

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