Working on the last tree, then will come the last of the water, and then–

–part of me would love to explore how to knit a sunset in the sky above.

Part of me is like, whoa, no, go for fluffy clouds. That’s intarsia enough.

Right on cue, the Washington Post put up a photo of some really unusual clouds that showed up at, where else? The Catoctin mountains. As I knit memories of Catoctin, Maryland, including a pick-your-own farm.

Circus tent top or cane handles? What would you call those curlicues? They’re amazing, but I’d do a sunset before I’d ever try to pull that off. You do want people to be able to know what it is.

Actually, they kind of look like Peeps chicks. They finally got to fly!