BF and I spent the weekend in Washington, DC. I love driving because it offers me uninterrupted knitting time for at least my share of the time as a passenger. So I brought two projects. My current blanket project and my little Chichester the Pig pattern and project bag.
We were barely on the road when I finished the first Chichester. OK, technically, since I had finished one last week, this one is Chichester II. He liked his perch on the dashboard. Can't you just hear him squealing "Road Trip!"?
By the time we got to DC, I had made two little pigs. Chichester II and III were ready to take on the town.
The pigs' first tourist destination was Marine Barracks 8th and I - located at, where else? 8th and I Streets in Southeast DC. You can *just* make them out above the Marine Corps emblem. I hadn't been to this part of the city in ten years and I was pleasantly surprised at how nice it had become.
While waiting for our friend to arrive for dinner, BF snapped this picture of me knitting Chichester IV at an outdoor coffee shop in the newly gentrified neighborhood.
And before you could say "Three Little Piggies" there were a trio of knit porcine critters.
Day Two of our travels found us in Quantico, VA at the National Museum of the Marine Corps where the pigs were excited to test their mettle. Did they have what it takes to be part of The Few, The Proud...
Why yes! Chichesters found that they were actually a part of the museum's history. The answer to this question was: Continental Marines brushed their teeth with toothbrushes made out of course hog hairs attached to wooden handles.
Chichesters Three were happy to discover that lunch at Q-town's authentic Japanese restaurant did not involve pork of any kind. They breathed a collective sigh of relief.
At night, the Three Little Piggies crashed Ethan's shabbat dinner. Fortunately they managed to pose for this picture before going into hiding. No one was the wiser.
Saturday morning, the pigs did some more sightseeing, this time in lovely Old Town Alexandria. The decided to examine this industrial sized coffee roaster at a local coffee shop. Note: While I always love coffee shops with these oversized coffee manufacturing props, but the businesswoman in me just sees wasted table space.
A close up of Pigs at Work.
The pigs explored the Farmer's Market in Old Town. They were humbled to discover that "The Farmer's Market at Alexandria City Hall is thought to be one of the nation's oldest continually operating farmer's markets. Farmers and artists have been selling their products since 1753." Wow! That's "Some Pig!"
Next on their itinerary was a stop a Fibre Space - a Yarn Universe - where they felt right at home in the cashmere and silk.
Without realizing it, we happened upon Miss Babs' trunk show at this LYS - and Miss Babs was kind enough to pose for a picture with us. Awwww. Two skeins of her gorgeous sock yarn may have been purchased as souvenir yarn.
Sometime during the afternoon, Chichester V was born. He made his debut just in time to crash the bar mitzvah. But he couldn't find his name anywhere. Can you?
Chichesters II-V thoroughly enjoyed themselves and posed for this relaxing picture after dancing the hora.
Sunday morning found us visiting friends on their miniature horse farm (the horses were miniature, not the farm) in Maryland. Our hosts were kind enough to pose with Chichesters in front of their purple barn.
P.S. I LOVE the purple barn!
One of the miniature horses (not to be confused with a Shetland pony) was curious as to our arrival and came to see who we were. I'm pretty sure the horse was thinking something like this:
And after a very exciting three days on the road, the pigs, all nestled in their pen, could only be heard singing their favorite Mother Goose rhyme
- To market, to market, to buy a fat pig,
- Home again, home again, jiggety-jig.
- To market, to market, to buy a fat hog,
- Home again, home again, jiggety-jog.