Very boring here most of the time. I'm not bored but since I walk, knit, surf, watch a little TV & read while Sweetie's at class that's not very exciting to blog about.
But I had adventures Wednesday. I visited one yarn shop & unsuccessfully tried to visit a 2nd. More about that in a sec.
I visited Yarn Garden Knit Shop. Nice little shop. Very easy to find from the motel. They had an average selection of sock yarn ~ different stuff, but about the same amount as I've seen in the 3 yarn shops in the area where I live. Evidently having the Great Wall O' Sock Yarn is just not done. But I'll keep looking. Anyway, this shop is a lot smaller than my LYS so no spinning or weaving & not many books or patterns. Not a lot of needle, either. I am so spoiled!! At least I HAVE a LYS & a pretty darn good one.
I did find some cool stuff, tho. I bought a pair of small Fiber Trends sock blockers. I don't block my socks but I figure that these may help some of my heavier socks, such as my Conway's, dry faster. AND I can put an SIP (sock-in-progress) or a finished sock on these & the pattern & color would scan better & be easier to see as the sock would be a little stretched (& uniformly stretched) instead of having a hand stuck in the sock with the fingers spread.
I also picked up two of these car magnets for knitters (scroll down to the bottom). I'd seen them in the Patternworks catalog (but I can't find them on their website, hence the other link) & was going to order them but now I don't have to. Since we're in the Buick, I put one on the driver's door & one on the trunk lid. When we get home I'll put them on my pickup, one on the driver's door & the other on the tailgate! I've been wanting a knitting bumper sticker, but I now have these!!
They also had a basket of hand-dyed Bear Mountain sock yarn. Sorry, I can't find a link. I had 2 hanks picked out, a red/cranberry & a one with dark blues. I may go back & get them as we're here thru 12/6.
They had a whole bunch of Cascade Fixation but didn't have any of the dark blue. Oh, well.
So what I did I end up with . . . sock-yarn-wise??? As you socknitters know, ANYTHING can be used for socks & they don't put it all in the sock yarn section. I got 2 hanks of Mongolian Cashmere from Jade Sapphire Exotic Fibers. The ball band says it's 100% Chinese Cashmere. It's sooooooo soft & wonderful & squishy & I want to step away from the cotton & cast on with it RIGHT NOW!!!! It's a 2-ply in the Pewter colorway, which is not on their website. It's a dark gray with some lighter & some darker strands. I'll scan it when we get home. It's going to be socks for Sweetie. Each hank is 55 gr ~ 400 yards. Yes, cashmere socks. Can you believe it??
There are some cool colorways on their website, so I might have to get some more ~ I will need to test the wearability myself. When I click on their shops button, I see that my LYS is listed. Why have I not seen this there??? hmmmmm.
As I was "trying" to hold down the total cost here as I thought I was going to visit a 2nd yarn shop, I put the 2 Bear Mountain hanks back.
All in all I was happy with what I found. OK, on to the 2nd "yarn shop".
Sweetie's here to take me to lunch, so I'll finish this post this afternoon.
The 2nd yarn shop on my list . . . was Gailer Yarn Sales. So NOT a yarn shop. I can't find the yarn shops site that listed them, but it's a private residence in a very tony part of town on a small lake (Lake Windward ~ great name for a lake, if you're a sailor). Beautiful, wonderful, large, expensive homes. The names of the streets are a sailor's dream . . . . Flying Scott Way (Flying Scots are small daysailers), Clipper Bay Drive, Schooner Ridge, 7 Seas Court & Spinnaker Lane (where we'd want to live because of the name & it juts out on a peninsula into the lake). All in all a wonderful area. But not a yarn shop.
When I saw the area (before I got to the house address), I figured there was maybe a very small, very upscale, boutique-type shopping area & this woman (Gail?) would have a tiny yarn shop, mainly so she could buy what yarns she liked wholesale. And maybe she was wealthy & this was a hobby more than a business. But anyway, a regular, retail yarn shop, not a private home. Ok vent over. So now I feel entirely justified in going back to the Yarn Garden Knit Shop & getting the Bear Mountain sock yarn I put back!
Now for the drive BACK to the motel. I'd no trouble finding the place. (Thank you Google maps). I'd printed out each section of the way before we left so I could see each individual street name & I also had the "driving directions". I have no problem following a map but when I began to rely on the printed directions for the way back, then I had a wee problem.
I didn't get seriously lost, just kinda seriously lost. And I had a deadline. I had to be back to pick up Sweetie at 4:30. I had 2½ hours. With the Google maps I had, a big Road Atlas, a pretty good sense of direction & a digital compass to back it up, I got back. Oh, & it was pouring rain, too. I stopped at a coffee shop shortly after I figured out I was lost & had a cuppa joe & a most excellent slice of chocolate cappuccino-mocha-mousse cake. I don't think I could find that coffee shop again. Well, if someone promised me the the elusive Great Wall O' Sock Yarn I'd give it a shot. That cake was pretty good!
I found a completely different way back. The NW part of the Atlanta area has this disconcerting habit of streets changing names in mid-stream for no reason apparent to the traveller. That didn't help matters. However, as once I was on a main road, with signs telling me that there were xx miles to Suwanee there were plenty of street signs. Once I saw the signs to Suwanee, I figured I was OK as Suwanee is not that big. BTW, I make it back with 45 minutes to spare!!
reading: Raymond Chandler's Phillip Marlowe A Centennial Celebration ("new Phillip Marlowe stories by some of the world's leading mystery authors") edited by Byron Preiss.
Parting Shot: "Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow." ~ Robert Frost from Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening