Here we are in lovely Vermont, happily hanging out with Jessie and her delightful family.
The weather was brutal most of the day Wednesday but towards the end of our drive from Erie, the rain came through (I got to drive through about 12 minutes of it, but I know there was more), and cooled things off nicely. By bed-time, it was quite pleasant, and a fan in the window was perfect for regulating the room's temperature.
When we arrived, Jessie welcomed me with a fresh Strawberry Daiquiri, made with delicious strawberries from the local farm-stand. She used an amazing toy called the "Magic Bullet" to make it. I want me one.
Then, we sat on the back porch and watched the girls play on the wonderful rope swing, while the various birds milled about.
It was so fun to see the turkeys and peacocks wandering about the yard
(but nothing beats watching them run toward you when you call them for snacks!). And the little bantam rooster is quite the hoot!
(Note that he is in the foreground, and thus might appear a bit larger than the hens behind him, except that they are so much bigger than he is....)
After a bit, we wandered down to the new goat pen (great pics are up on Jessie's blog from a couple of days ago), where I learned that some goats will crawl in to your lap for loving if you'll let them. A bit later we took the goats for a bit of a walk..
I was too lazy to go meet the pigs, but the girls went with Jessie's DH to watch them being fed. Evidently, they like having their backs scratched with a bit of board. I will have to get a pic of that!
Eventually there was dinner, and more fresh strawberries in shortcake form (with homemade everything! and fresh real whipped cream (yummmm)).
Jessie is a delightful hostess; I feel so at home here it's like I've been here for years. I do so love meeting my fellow knit-bloggers in the flesh! And I love that, through blogging, we really do know enough about each other to make it safe to do this sort of thing. Even better though, is feeling like you're coming into the home of a real friend, even when you've never seen each other before. It was swiftly impossible to imagine that I hadn't been sitting on the porch with Jessie at least twice a week for ages. I only hope that when people visit me, I let them feel half as welcome and at ease as Jessie let us feel.
On day two, the girls and I got up late, were fed delicious breakfasts, and then Jessie took us to "The Gorge" where only two of us (C and Jessie's daughter L) planned on swimming.
It's Jessie's fault. First she got me splashing my feet in the water (which felt like ice at first), then I was wading up to my knees. it really didn't feel bad after you got over the first chill Then she declared we were going in... and in she went! What could I do but follow.... and we got J in as well...
See, Jessie is damp here... really, she's drying out after a nice swim
We stopped home for dry clothing, and then the girls and I meandered down to the goat pen to visit the goats. Lucy leapt into my lap for loving, and Snow wanted some too. She had to settle for scritches from C, but Trooper soon tried to horn in there as well. Once we'd had our fill of goat loving, we headed in to the LYS.
I bought some Cotton Fleece to make the girls some tops, but was otherwise quite restrained, despite an intense longing for some of that Malabrigo you see hanging there. I settled for petting the Malabrigo that Jessie bought to make a gift with. She blames that purchase on me. Perhaps we're even... she DID after all, get me to go into the chilly water fully clothed.
You see thank hand of magnificent green-ness? The one the camera refused to capture correctly? (that super bright bit isn't really that bright). That exquisite bit of subtle shading? It's MINE! Jessie gave it to me as a souvenir! If I weren't so overwhelmed with covetousness, I might have been able to resist... but... I'm weak.
I bought the pizza as a weak-ass attempt to compensate just a tad for Jessie's magnanimousness. I'm plotting a thank you pressie which I'll mail back to arrive after she returns from the current camping trip.
After dinner, it was back to the gorge for the girls ....
I focused more on taking pretty pictures,
and staying dry, and catching my hostess in her best blogging pose
Life is good.
The blog is fed, and so am I...
oh, and Jessi??? thank you SO MUCH!