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Joining Ginny and Nicole

Okay, so technically the tree didn’t fall down in the woods. It fell down in our backyard. And oddly enough, we didn’t hear a thing; the wind was blowing so hard the house was shaking, and it had been raining for five days straight, which had softened the ground considerably. Early that afternoon, Gabe noticed the tree leaning a little to the side and said “Huh, I hope that doesn’t become a problem.” An hour later, we happened to walk by the same window and the tree was completely down. It must have been a slow and gradual fall for it to happen that quietly. Neither Gabe or I were all that surprised. The tree had to have been approaching 100 years old and it hadn’t been pruned or cared for in at least 60 years. It was covered in disease and hadn’t produced a single apple in two seasons. It’s more useful as firewood. It clears a nice spot in the yard for a play structure and allows more sun to hit the exact spot where we plan on planting a row of raspberries or blueberries. All in all, I’m glad it happened…although I must confess, I’m not the one who will spend an entire weekend cutting the tree into rounds, splitting it for firewood, chipping¬†it for apple wood chips (for future use in our smoker!), or hauling the wood to the east side of the barn.

Poor Gabe.

I finished my first Wander Baby #3 knit. A little striped hat. Isn’t it precious? I used Debbie Bliss Baby Cashmerino and it…is…so…soft. I know it’s girly. If we end up having a boy I won’t make him wear it. I’ll just have to save it for the next baby! Tonight I’m knitting up a swatch for Milo, a sweater vest recommended by Tania. I happened to have the recommended yarn in my stash (Jo Sharp Silk Tweed) in a lovely celery green color. It will be my “boy” knit.

Baby is kicking and moving like there is no tomorrow. I know that will slowly subside as he/she runs out of room. I’m sort of looking forward to that point. Little One wakes me up with summersaults and karate punches to the ribs and I have to resist the urge to give my stomach a sharp finger poke back in retaliation. Only nine more weeks to go.

Looking forward to seeing everyone’s projects for this week’s Yarn Along. Happy Wednesday everyone!