Weebug Knits

It is Black Dog Friday, and it has been a very long week. It has been one of those weeks that there wasn't just one thing that made it arduous, but a bunch of little annoying things. In an effort to ignore my inner struggles, I have been attempting to focus outward with my camera.

Wednesday Fiona and I took a little walk:

The Seattle Peace Park. Every time we have driven past this statue, I have yearned to photograph it. So Wednesday I finally did. I can't say that I photographed it well, but at least I made the effort to follow a dream. Art is a work in progress and perhaps another day will yield different results.

Then I turned around and snapped a picture of Fee, sitting on a bench. I don't think that she was too happy with me on that one, but I think that the result captures the essense of 13 at our house. On the way back to the car I was captivated by the shadows on the University Bridge:

On the knitting front, I started a pair of socks in my own pattern:

They are headed toward the frog pond. There was a knot in the skein and after the knot the pattern was coming out totally different. I am not sure what I am going to try with it next, but for right now it is on a time out.