Wee hats

Every once in a while, I am reminded of just how much I have. In February, my friend Andrea (whom I know through the Motherhood Later group on Ravelry) told us about Baby Amelia, who was stillborn at 34 weeks. Her mother was able to put a hat on Amelia; it is the only thing she has that Amelia wore and she cherishes it dearly. Andrea decided to knit preemie/newborn hats that will go into memory boxes for grieving parents, and asked if we would knit/crochet a few hats as well.

Many of us in the ML group quickly agreed to make hats and send them to Andrea to donate to her local hospital. I ended up making nine little hats of various sizes, colors, yarns and designs:


Some were made with traditional baby yarn, others with sock yarn or worsted weight yarn. My favorites were a cabled hat knit with Malabrigo merino yarn (the first photo) and a beanie style knit from Patons Kroy Socks Stripes (the second photo):




The hats are now on their way to Ontario. Sometimes the enormity of what I was making would overwhelm me a bit so not only were those little hats knit with love, they were knit with a few tears as well.

Camp, Part 2

Several weeks ago I told you about our first New York camp experience. This past Sunday, we visited a different camp.

When our friend Kelly heard that my mother would be visiting us, she kindly suggested that we all spend a day at her Uncle Bob's camp. When we agreed that it was a fun idea, she called her uncle and made the arrangements. Sunday we drove down to Genegantslet Lake in Chenango County (with a lot of food for the day) and we finally caught a break from the heat - the temperatures were almost back to average for a summer NY day.

Genegantslet Lake is a pretty little lake:


Uncle Bob has a lovely house and dock:




That is my mother in the left of the photo, enjoying the breeze off the lake. Aidan and Ryan enjoyed swimming, and James took the canoe out to do some fishing:


The engine in Uncle Bob's boat was not working so a friend of his came by to give us a ride around the lake, and he let Aidan take a turn at the wheel:


A lot of relaxing and enjoying the view took place:


After dinner, we packed up and drove back north. Uncle Bob was a kind and gracious host, my mother got to enjoy a very typical New York experience, and it was a beautiful day at the lake: