You’ll have to forgive me. I had all these grand plans. While I was away I was going to take advantage of the pretty scenery to take oodles of sock pictures (seriously, I packed along socks in my carry on for maximum sock safety). I was going to stumble across charming fiber animals (when I had my camera handy). I was going to encounter nifty knitting-related stuff (also with camera to hand) in unexpected contexts and document it for you all.
But I haven’t. Instead I’ve spent a fairly astonishing amount of time finding awesome restaurants, reading, just possibly napping, and generally relaxing. Scandalous I know, but apparently necessary, as any time I tried to do something that looked more like what you might call work, I got hideously whiny and then stopped.
Though, in my defense, on the way to one of those awesome restaurants I did just happen to swing by a yarn shop.
Quite a lovely one at that. Do you recognize it? How about now?
Yup, that’s A Verb for Keeping Warm over in Oakland. It’s not the biggest yarn shop in the world, but it does have one of the highest ‘I want that, and that, and yup, that one over there too’ ratings of any shop I’ve visited. I swear about 95% of the yarn in that shop belongs in my stash.
And yes, yes I did happen to pick up a thing or two. But I’m headed out to one more yarn shop this morning, and I want to see what happens to follow me home from there before I confess any more indiscretions.