A view of our cabin. It was tiny, but for a two night stay it worked just fine. A shelf would have been handy, though.
Early in October, two friends and I went on a weekend knitting retreat in a cabin about an hour’s drive from our towns. The advantage of this was that while we were far enough away that our families couldn’t pester us, we didn’t spend hours driving just to get there.
The side view. Each cabin had picnic tables/benches and a sturdy and large fire pit.
Although the weather was generally miserable, blustery and cold, with the occasional light rain, we made the best of it. The cost of the cabin was only $50 per night, so shared between the three of us the expenses were negligible. The memories though still sustain me today.
Wine in coffee mugs, chocolates, delicious freshly baked goods… what more can three women possibly want?
We each brought food (more than we could eat, it turned out), snacks, coffee, tea, and of course the two most important items, wine and chocolate. Elizabeth brought a scrumptious selection of crackers, fresh vegetables, and cheeses, in addition to our first night’s dinner, a wonderful vegetarian Thai curry. The spicy curry was the perfect meal for the chilly evening with temperatures dipping into the mid thirties. Angela served us her delicious and filling lasagna the next day for lunch. We had just returned from a wonderful walk and were suitably hungry. What a treat! My contributions were a French green lentil soup, and a serving of Indian chickpea curry for dinner. But I think we all gained two pounds each just from the treats.
Heading out for a walk.
It was such a beautiful walk.
Fall colors weren’t there yet in full swing despite the decidedly cold weather.
After some time in the woods we came to this clearing. What a view!
We saw so many things. Elizabeth has a great eye for little stuff.
A brave father and his kids went kayaking. There are kayak rentals, but we didn’t feel that crazy.
A rather cheerful chap, the gent in yellow insisted I photograph him and his sons. They were clearly experienced campers.
A heron taking flight. Amazing how they blend in.
Even a daddy-long-legs has details to enjoy.
We saw lots of fungi.
Not many flowers to be seen.
Back to the cabin. There was a small kitchen sink, a small refrigerator and a microwave. Angela’s camp stove was perfect for the limited space.
Elizabeth and Angela slept in the loft. I took the futon.
We talked, and talked, shared, laughed, dreamed together, and loved every moment of this mini vacation. And one thing is for sure, we’ll be doing this again, probably more than once a year, though.
On our second day the weather co-operatred and fortified by Angela’s lasagna after our long walk, we enjoyed several hours knitting by a toasty campfire.
That’s me with the russet sweater next to Elizabeth.
Angela was ambitious and knitted something complicated. A cowl.
Elizabeth’s daughter is as talented and artistic as her mother. Together they designed a wonderful crocheted blanket. That was Elizabeth’s project.
We came away with many memories and I with a few dents in my car hood and this sturdy oak branch. I had been asking for a sturdy oak branch, but didn’t expect one to end up on my car. Oh well. It could have been a tree, so I suppose I can deal with this. The branch came home with me.