The one with 1,000 pictures

So I ended up taking quite a few pictures during the weekend (Saturday through Monday, to be precise).

Swampscott...


Bearette and the fabulous, beautiful Iggy:


Iggy and his brother:


The sea:


The beautiful bike we bought, to use when we go to MA (it rides like a dream):


The super-cute pink camera my sister gave my mom:


The hat I finished making for D:

Comments

Roxanne said…
What a cute doggie. He matches his boy quite well. :)
9:00 AM
Anonymous said…
I noticed the mittens you're wearing. Where did you get them?! ;)

I love the pic of Iggy with his brother. He looks like a floppy stuffed animal!
10:16 AM
Notta Wallflower said…
Nice pics! The baby hat is very cute - I've not tried one yet. I am chicken about venturing out and trying a new pattern in knitting.
11:15 AM
Bearette said…
Liz & Roxanne - isn't he adorable??? And you're right, those mittens are familiar ;)

Notta - thanks!
4:07 PM
Mz.Elle said…
Those were all great!
I really like that bike,that colour is stunning.
4:37 PM
Bearette said…
I like the green too.
6:01 PM
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