WARNING: content heavily laden with photos of feet - when I first started blogging, I swore that I'd never take, let alone publish, one of those feet photos. I lied.
Despite my love of the sea, there's one huge and undeniable advantage to knitting at a lakeside. Namely, no sand. Oh, sand is lovely - especially when it's powdery, salty, slightly moist and sticks to everything - and it's one of a knitter's (and crocheter's) nightmares. Sand is an enemy of yarn, with the uncanny ability to penetrate the wool fibers and coat your knitting. So beach-side knitting isn't always a happy thing.
On the other hand, lakes I've visited tend to have rocky shores, especially those in the United States, where that marvellous invention known as the dock is also widespread. US lakes are a dream for a water-loving yarn addict.
A dock is the perfect place to bring your knitting, while enjoying the water and Nature in general at a safe high distance from all yarn-perils. With no sand to worry about, the needles seem to move faster.
Take a look:
Knitting this while dipping my feet in the cool water.
Knitting in the pure, theoretical, needle-free mode while stretched out, lulled by the waves.
Knitting and ripping, knitting and ripping an impossible sweater with an impossible gauge, yet still feeling zen-like perched up on my throne dock.
Knitting along and finishing a cardigan for the coming winter.
If I had space in my luggage, I'd bring a dock back with me. Have Americans invented the collapsible-knitting-dock?