Yesterday, we took a drive a little further south to Fort Myers Beach, where we had lunch with my friend's family. Her dad is down here wintering in comfort.
While this critter appreciates a bird bath in the Gulf, I think the water temperatures are still a bit too chilly for a swim.
The wind, which is no longer out of the north, has died down enough to allow us the opportunity to walk the beaches in relative comfort. I'm thankful for that. The day I took this picture was cold, but tolerable, because we were walking.
This critter, a one man band, looked insane, drew a crowd (see his tip buckets?), and entertained the masses at the pier on Fort Myers Beach. He was truly awful, but like staring at a horrible train wreck, I couldn't tear my eyes away from him. I have a feeling he sings all the the way to the bank.
What kind of knitter would I be if I didn't at least sample the local offerings? We stopped by, A Good Yarn, yesterday morning. My friend, who doesn't knit, truly indulges me. I know I'm blessed, but call us even as she is frequently the recipient of my goods. On our way back to the condo after seeing, The King's Speech (most excellent), we saw the store and decided we needed to visit the next day. I'd checked their website and noticed they carried, Three Irish Girls, which I've only heard about.
It turns out, they carry a special line of TIG, one that's dyed specifically for them. Each color comes from a photo from around, atop or within the Gulf. Sea Flower was a close second to my choice, but really, how could I not buy a sock yarn of this colorway?
On the way home from the beach, I cast on the left front of the vest (this is Cloud Chaser). Fairly soon, I'll be working on that collar. To this point, it's all been easy enough, but I have a feeling the collar will give me an opportunity to practice my swear words. We'll see.