the wonder of it all

bulging bags and wide smiles
On days filled with recollections of that other September 11th, a modest inflow and outflow of people, mostly women, spent yesterday and today browsing, talking, knitting, reminiscing, buying, laughing, selling, trading (lots of that!), during our four-person yarn stash sale. Saturday's rain and cold (and snow on the mountains) brought in a steady stream of fiber seekers dreaming about sweaters, hats, mittens. Today's gorgeous autumn-y day filled with sunshine and blue sky propelled people outside and into our doorway.

So much yarn - and books, bags, needles.... How did it happen?
Some of us fell in love.

Or went away with bags of yarn they could hardly carry.

Or came back for more and got giddy.

the location
We were in Gus Foster's amazing photography studio/gallery. Sixteen-foot panoramic photographs surrounded us with scenes of nature, whimsy, beauty that seemed real enough to step into. We thank him for letting us use the space again. Occasionally he popped his head in and quickly left with an incredulous look on his face as he observed the enthusiasm (dare I say frenzy?) of yarnistas in action!

By mid-afternoon today we cleared our stuff out, put the studio to rights and went home with our own new treasures, a bit lighter in the yarn stash department, a little heavier in the wallet, and the feeling that the items we'd grown bored with or had abandoned, would soon be transformed into new garments. There were fresh images, renewed inspiration, information, gratitude, memories. Thanks to all who share our love of fiber and craft and came out this weekend. Enjoy your treasures as we will enjoy ours.