Yep, we pull out the Jasmine Yellow British TR6 (a 1969) and go out on the town. No hole shots for us - we just sip ice tea and wave politely.
My Saturday Seven was also chosen politely. Two small-ish backpacks I found when we cleaned out the garage today and five shirts I found when I cleaned out Youngest Daughter's drawers. It was a pretty polite clean out - I didn't really need to ask!

Enjoy the rest of Knit in Public Day - I knitted on the front porch and at a sandwich joint in Falcon Heights - and have a restful Father's Day on Sunday.
Ta Ta! (I must still be feeling British from our car ride!)
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We passed so many gorgeous cars on the way to the cabin on Friday. Glad to know I wasn't hallucinating.
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