So that was June. I'd like to be able to say that it all slowed down in July, except it didn't. There was the parade (not a single picture this year, even though we combined the Pirate's graduation party with the picnic). There was getting the Pirate set up with his sheltered workshop, some of which involved him making his displeasure over my Phoenix trip known. Then it got just too hot (not 115 degrees F hot, but then, here in the Midwest it's not a dry heat). Too hot knit on big woolly projects.
Of course, that didn't keep me from trying.
I tried to knit on the Original Afghan in the Round and made the interesting discovery that seed stitch is hotter to knit that stockinette stitch.
I tried to knit on the Last Gasp of Winter. That one needs to marinate while I reflect on what to use for the next solid yarn. Decisions, decisions.
I tried to knit on The Sweater. Did you know that contemplating 1x1 rib is just as hot as knitting seed stitch? Came as a shocker to me, too.