early dawning sunday morning
I don't know about you guys, but the bird songs around here in the morning are really outrageous. Chirping, cooing, caws, full-out singing. It's really amazing.This is the second part of my weekend...
The thing with living in a small town is that the trains don't stop as often as they do in all larger towns. The last train leaving Lyon which stopped in Poligny left at 2:30, which would make the day of sightseeing far too short. We decided it would be best to instead go directly to Montbeliard (it's 4 hours away, as opposed to the 2 for poligny, but there's five times as many trains) for the rest of the weekend.
So, that's how I ended up staying with Catherine et al. on Sunday and Monday. Both nights, we slept at Sylvia and Nicole's apartment (the girls who also went to Barcelona) because they have a large guest bed. A few other assistants came over, and we had a proper lazy day, baking yogurt cake and zucchini bread, taking a walk in the cold wind.
Yesterday morning, we went back to Catherine's room. We didn't do much, but it was nice to spend the day with someone rather than alone knitting.
Look! She's wearing the wrap I made her! She likes it, which made me so happy. She even showed everyone else this weekend -- it's the best feeling to know that other people think it's beautiful and, most importantly, that the gift-ee loves wearing it.
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