Mike and I will celebrate our third anniversary next week, but we were up at the marriage place this past weekend after my field trip for the Mount Rogers Naturalist Rally.  wetkneefarm and I led a hike on ferns that was well attended (20+ people), full of treasures (morels, flowers, ferns) and two miles long.  Two miles is a good bit for me anymore since stuff in there is starting to get squished by a growing, active baby. :-)



For those who don't know, we were married on the Appalachian Trail in the valley between Virginia's two highest peaks, Mount Rogers and White Top.  The place is Elk Garden, a high-elevation bald.



I drew trilliums on our invitations, like this Painted Trillium we found on the fern hike.



Our guests carefully stepped around hundreds of native flowers, like this Purple Wakerobin (another trillium).



The woods were still groggy from their Winter sleep.



But all around, it was sure that we were where the lilies bloom.



Saturday, we carefully climbed the marriage rock and savored a moment meant only for three.

A knitted bib for the baby.  I found the pattern online and have plans to make many more.



Ummm. . . napkins.  Lots of napkins.  Somebody tell me you're desperate for some of my napkins.  Maybe it will motivate me.  See the cute vintage prints?



But, see?  I have been making a little progress.  If only I had a rolled-hem foot, I could move so much faster. . .



I've been doing really good with this one.  And really, that's all that matters.