Last of the Americans

At the very great risk of further endangering Mandy's credit card - I've knit a couple more squares, and they are no less beautiful than the first 25!



I think that this is colour #199 and its name is Spinnaker because it reminds me of watching the yachts race in the bay as a child. If we were really lucky the turning mark was dropped close under the cliff in front of us and we would spend the whole day on the terrace watching and listening to the boats round the mark and send up wonderful, giant, and usually highly fluorescent spinnies before setting off for the down wind leg towards the lighthouse.

We could also hear crystal clear the skipper's comments if the kite didn't go up as smoothly as it should have done but that's a story for another day.


With all of these bumps in the sail perhaps it is a spinny on a badly sailed boat?

And now for the last of my 7 balls of American Kureyon:

# 236. It seems only appropriate that the final American square should have an American name so this is Winter Park, which is not too far from Sip n Knit Maitland where this yarn originated. It's really the boat trip that we took on the lakes around Winter Park; the orange-yellow is Rollins College buildings, the stone colour is all the houses around the lake, the blue is the water and the green is all of the trees which overhang as you motor through the canals between the different lakes.

Most appropriately of all, we spent the boat trip wrapped up in blankets to keep the wind off!

So here we have it, my American 8, from first to last, giving me a total of 27 squares knitted:


I'm on the homeward stretch and the leftovers of these colours will end up in other mongrel squares so we're not done yet.

8 squares to go - you know where I'll be and what I'll be doing.