It wasn't an exaggeration. I haven't re-acclimated to the whole Oregonians-standing-out-in-the-rain-as-if-nothing-wet-were-falling-from-the-sky thing either. We went to visit Skip, who is a friend of my mom's (he's also a knitter. and a glass artist. he's AWESOME) and we all popped out to his garden to view the bonsais. In what seemed like a downpour. Nobody else seemed to mind.
It also hasn't cracked 50 degrees F (10 C) here, and I swear I'll freeze to death, between the humidity and the chill. Bruce says it's been in the 70s and 80s and sunny in NYC. He and Georgia went to the beach. In actual bathing suits. I went to the beach. In two polar fleece jackets, jeans, sneakers, smartwool socks, a hat and scarf. I was cold.
DESPITE the weather, I still like it here. The landscape is gorgeous. The mountains fall right into the sea, the cliff roads provide astounding views and there are lots of neat flowers and cool birds. We saw a bright orange grosbeak today. Very pretty.
Dewdrop in lichen:
Another crazy columbine. These things look like alien fairies. Or something:
I've knitted two scarves for my mother (on size 15 needles, so not too tough) out of one skein of Berroco Lumina each.
Lumina Scarf - Green
Lumina Scarf - Blue
We have also hit nearly every yarn store on the north Oregon Coast. Twice.
Yarn has been purchased. My mother underwrote most of the purchases (THANK YOU MA!).
Two skeins of Astral by the Alpaca Yarn Company in the Virgo colorway:
Two skeins of Plymouth Happy Feet in the colorway "24."
One skein of Socks that Rock in the Rooster Rock colorway:
One skein of Socks that Rock in the Tide Pooling colorway:
And one skein of Malabrigo Sock in the Ochre colorway, currently being knitted into a pair of Monkey socks for my mother. She has small feet, which is quite an attractive feature in a sock