The "Three-in-One Split" sweater is my office room knitting. The light is better in there, and it's a little difficult working with the three different yarns - one row of each - and the knit/purl pattern only shows up on one side. 
I need a strong light to knit this sweater, as the two novelty yarns tend to obscure the bumps of the ribbing. I'm using four stitch markers and that helps. 
This Noro scarf is actually finished, but I don't have a photo. I thought this was working out too wide, so I ripped it out and made it 8 stitches narrower. I used the whole skein and the scarf is well over six feet - nice to wrap twice around the neck. This is a pattern I got from Pat, also at the Guild meeting - it's the "One-Row Scarf", and I really like the pattern. But I'm not crazy about Noro. This is the Taiyo blend of cotton, wool and some silk, and it's rather heavy - I think the right word would be clunky. 
Happy New Year and Happy Knitting, everybody.
A closer look at the town, all dazzlingly white buildings set close together on crazy winding streets. 
Many of the town women were selling their needlework on the slopes as we walked up. The embroidery was extraordinary but I didn't have time to choose anything or negotiate prices. 
Hundreds of steps up! And it was exceedingly hot! 
Approaching the fortification walls. The red dot is a person. 
My handbag marks the spot where I sat and rested about 3/4 of the way up. I needed the shade as much as I needed to rest my legs. 
The view from the top was worth every bit of the climb. Here's Steve taking a photo. 
The acropolis is a jumble of all the different succeeding civilizations who occupied this bit of land. 
The walk down passed by a number of small restaurants and shops. We stopped to get an orange juice and a beer. It was the best orange juice I'd ever had, and not just because I was so hot and thirsty. 
The wall of the restaurant held family pictures of the four generations who have owned it. Protection was guaranteed by these two items - a religious icon and beside it, the ever-present blue and white symbol of the evil eye.
We went to a hockey game - the local Indiana Ice versus a team whose name I can't remember. I actually had fun, and someday I might finally know what they were doing besides just skating around seemingly at random and passing the puck back and forth. (Yes, I know the point is to get it past the goalie.)
Here's Barry and Sam in their Scout uniforms - it was Scout night at the game. Barry is Cub-Master. 
And we went shopping, all the way down to Cincinnati. 
Knitting - why yes, I did. I worked on this scarf - made it too wide the first time, ripped it up and made it narrower, ripped it up and tried a different pattern, decided the second version was the best and ripped it up again. It's almost finished now
This is one of the towers of the palace of the Grand Master. 
Some of the walls of the Knight's medieval city.
The Byzantine-era cathedral has amazing frescoes.
And of course, there is always restoration and scaffolding. Our group is huddled in the shade while our guide gives some history. 
I saw several of these Gypsy children, playing simple tunes and hoping for change. Mostly they looked bored. This one was the sweetest, with her little puppy.
Outside the city was an arena where games were played. This view is looking up from the arena floor. 
And this is the view looking down. On the right can be seen the start of the race track. 
This is the long straight foot-race track.
And there is always a nearby temple. 
Looking down at the city of Rhodes, with a large cruise ship in the harbor.
We stopped briefly at the harbor with its ornate fountain and medieval church. 
Behind the yachts, the medieval fort is located on the far side of the harbor, as part of the walls. 
A romantic view of the city walls and the Grand Master's Palace walls - part of the medieval city built by the Knights Hospitallers (more later). 
A less romantic view of the city walls. 
A view of the extensive beach.
A closer view of the beach - very pebbly, not for bare feet. The umbrellas are owned by individual businesses and they are rented by the hour. (I didn't know this and was told to move.) 
and a downtown street. 
Pigeons on the tile roof of a beautiful home. 
Another building with tilework on the walls. 
Although most of the city seemed prosperous and well-cared for, this abandoned and crumbling home fascinated me as it was just across the street from our very modern hotel. I would have loved to explore it. 
Another view of abandoned windows. 
