The June towels are hot off the loom, and washed, pressed and hemmed. I really like the elegance of the little lace squares, the ladder hemstitching and the naturally coloured cotton.
I wish you could touch them. They have a lovely soft drape. There are four towels in all, two in naturally coloured green and two in a light brown/green blend.
Ron and I spend a few days earlier in the month camping at Cultus Lake, the provincial campground about 1.5 hrs out of town. We went before the schools let out for the summer. It was more busy on the weekend, but during the weekdays we were the only campers in our section, so it was very quiet. Our camp spot was nestled in among the trees of the old forest. So calm and serene. I imagined being a forest sprite, flitting among the trees. As I laid my hand on their trunks, each moss covered tree told its own story. Oh the adventures they had over so many years, first as young saplings, then stately adults, and finally as wise and gnarled elders. I enjoyed the cool, dark shadows, and the sunlight as it dappled through the high leaves.
In the afternoons we made our way to the lake, to enjoy the sunshine warming our bones, and being investigated by the passing geese.
Nice to have a mini-vacation so close to home.