I have yet to get a good photo of this. The trees are actually going upward in a diagonal line right to left, for one thing, their trunks, seed stitch, and the yarn gloriously soft.

If I were really ambitious I would have added the concrete Ghost Ship as it’s known locally, a concrete boat (do those two words really go together?) built too close to the end of WWI to ever go to war or even be finished and was instead towed to Monterey Bay, where it was used for a dance hall and a tourist trap and a good time to be had by all. Take a romantic stroll on the pier, watch the birds, fish a little, hey, watch out for those sea lions!

It slowly fell to pieces over the years and the much-repaired pier to it washed out for good in a storm three years ago. What’s left of the ship lives on as an artificial marine reef.

All war-making equipment should be so lucky.